It was raining at Annie went round to Mary’s house next door. How quickly we forget the hot summer she thought to herself privately without telling anybody at all.
Mary was making some tea
Go and sit down Annie I’m just putting the washing machine on before I bring the tea through
The two women sat down in Mary’s drawing room next to her sketch pads paper and her drawing board
So any gossip to share she queried
No I went to the clinic and at my ear syringes and now my hearing is much better but it’s hard to find anywhere that will do it now.
They have referred me to ENT Mary told her mellifluously. They said I need hearing aids but it will be a year before I can
get them because there’s a long waiting list adult suppose the government wants us all to go deaf. I told the audiologist that I can hear music all the time and at first I thought it was coming from somewhere outside but then I realized it’s actually self-generated
Yes you have mentioned it before said Annie.
Does it really bother you?
Not always but my tinnitus is really bad this morning I can hear a very strange noise now.
It’s the washing machine said Annie humorously I can hear this as well.
What a relief that is because sometimes I hear a sound like thunder and lightning.
Lightning ia not a sound!
UB surprised what happened when you’ve got tinnitus and the senses may get confused sometimes
Oh maybe this thunder sounds louder actually is louder when there’s lightning as well.
I don’t know how we can check that without some scientific instruments and there to expensive for ordinary People to buy but it’s possible if we look on Google or duck duck go that there may be reports of experiments carried out in universities or other places I’m sure there’s a lot of research on storms. Why when I was teaching I met someone who had been the first person in Britain to do flood research.
I wonder what sort of noise you would hear if you actually in a flood in your area like your street or your town?
I think we were too worried about safety to worry about the noise.
Emil was so fed up with the conversation that he scratched there is ankle with one of his claws
I’d rather talk about sex and love and romancem
Wouldn’t we all asked Annie plaintively.
And so say all of us
How my heart sings 