Hovering was created and recorded on the unceded
lands of the Boon Wurrung and Wurundjeri peoples
of the Kulin Nation. People who have a proud
and incredible history of storytelling stretching
back thousands of years. This always was and
always will be Aboriginal land. Hovering is intended
for a mature audience. It contains strong language
and adult themes, including references to sex
and drug use. Listener discretion is advised.
Professor McGonagil's buggered off again. That
sneaky pussycat. No idea where she's got to.
You wouldn't believe what I did last night trying
to find her, Carl. Up and about, I was calling
and meowing and shaking the dry food. All manner
of business. Complete disregard for the neighbours
who would have all been asleep at this time.
And then, I know you won't like this, but...
I called the police. I did. Got Glenda's boy,
Kyle. Remember him? He's down there with her
these days. Not quite made of the same stuff,
I don't think. Did we know good at all calling?
He just left me to wander the streets. I suppose
it was worth alerting the authorities in case
someone called to have me put away. But no sign
of the Professor. Went all the way down to the
beach. Nothing. And I know she's in trouble.
I have an instinct for that kind of thing, as
you are well aware. You never believed me about
the cancer, but I knew something was off. I knew
the minute you woke up that morning. I said,
off you trot, Carl. Off to Barbara. Something's
not right. And did you listen? And look what
happened. And now look at me. Talking to you
and you're not even here. But who else have I
got to talk to, Carl? Even Professor McGonigal's
left me. Yes, Dolores and the others there about.
Rosie doesn't visit. No, not once since you passed
on. She made a big fuss when you were very unwell,
of course, but back to her old ways as soon as
it was all finished. She's got a new beau, who
I haven't met yet, in tractor manufacturing or
something. What's the point of remembering the
details, darling? You know, as well as I do,
she'll be on to someone new next time I see her.
That's what she's like. People don't change.
Do I? Tracy's given me a blowout. Looks good,
doesn't it? Do you know, the girl at Deidre's
that makes the coffee these days, she's got blue
hair. She'd be a pretty little thing if she just
let nature run its course, but no. She looks
like a Paddle Pop. Ludicrous. Oh, and I saw
the strangest thing last night, out looking for
Puss Puss. A kind of metal ball in the sky. No,
it wasn't the moon. I know what the moon looks
like, thank you. No. It was the loveliest, shiniest
thing. Clicking. Like it was trying to talk.
Like a whale. You know those whale clicks? Oh
dear, listen to me. What will the ladies think?
Let's just keep this between the two of us, shall
we, Carl? No, it was the most marvellous thing.
I don't know who it was talking to. Hope it got
the message across. Oh, will you look at that?
Look who's decided to show their face. Hello,
Professor. Hello, you. You're a silly thing.
Carl and I were just talking about you, weren't
we? You had me very worried. I can just imagine
you sitting under a bush cleaning your bits,
completely ignoring me all night. I suppose you
want a little tuna treat, do you? Are you buggering
off again? Are you going to lurk around here
all day? You'd think I'd get some rest at my
age. No, visitors at all hours around here, it
never stops. Alright, in you come then, in you
come. Come say hello to Carl. Oh, he's just left.
Just you and me again, puss puss. Just you and me.
Hovering is written and directed by Alex Duncan.
It was produced by Alex Duncan and Clea Frost.
This episode was performed by Brianagh Curran.
Sound design and mixing by Clea Frost. Music
by Audrey Vixen. Cover art by Phoenix Waddell.
Full credits and more information available in
our show notes.