We first noticed it as we were getting into bed the other day. A low-pitched, steady hum.
"What's that?" Katie asked.
"It's a low-pitched, steady hum," I replied, having already seen the script.
I got a look.
"It's really annoying. Have we got anything switched on?"
"Don't think so. The heating's not on. Everything's switched off, I think."
"What are you doing?" I called after her.
"Why? Do poltergeists like popcorn or something?"
"No, you're getting mixed up. Purring, that's what cats do. Purr. Hum. Not the same thing."
"So you think the cat's trying mindgames on us? What next, will he mess around with the settings on a bunsen burner? Don't be a pillock. Anyway, this hum is still going on. I can hear it through the walls." She had her ear up against the party wall.
"It might make things a little tense, yes. Anyway, it's not them." She was right, the hum was all-pervasive. "This is going to make sleep a bit of a challenge."
Nevertheless I must have drifted off. I couldn't hear the hum this morning. For all we know it might still be going on and we've just become numb to it. We sould be the subjects of an experiment. At any time I could just flip out and start acting all random.
I'm just playing with you now.