Tigerlilly - Lobsang Rampa

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Now, you cat people, we have given you a hearing so we must
return to the Tiger Lily and my then family activities.
It was rather fortunate that we did not have a television in
those days because I am sure that we were happier with radio
which, after all these years, is still my own main form of enter-
tainment, contributing to relaxation, especially at the end of a
strenuous day, and even during the odd moments of a daytime
siesta period.
Two weekly programs of those Thames Ditton days have
remained in my mind, and both of them were interesting,
while one especially was of great interest to Carl. Fred Hoyle,
the scientist, now Sir Fred Hoyle, used to broadcast on the
subject of astronomy and, although I knew very little about it,
I was anxious to learn; I found it extremely fascinating but of
course Carl was more intellectually progressive than I, con-
sequently he was able to follow the radio discussion with a
greater comprehension. Even though some of the material was
somewhat beyond me I liked to stay while Carl had the radio
turned on, even if only for the companionship I provided for
him, since that was the one thing he had, to a great extent,
lacked in his earlier life.
One thing which did ‘get on my nerves’ was when Carl
would take an old radio to pieces to study its mechanism and
to repair the instrument if possible, if it was not beyond repair.
You see, when someone is messing about with a radio they
have to twiddle those knobs, trying one station and then an-
other, and to another person it can be rather nerve-wracking,
especially if one catches a few words of an interesting pro-
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