The Glowing Bars

The nave of a stone church in Scotland on a dark winter evening, warm light from hanging lamps over empty wooden pews, at the back on a trestle table a flat grey metal box twenty-two centimetres wide, at its upper left a window with two horizontal rows of small glowing segments ending in short red fields, at its right two silver rotary knobs and one small orange button, small grey buttons and slide switches, every panel plain and unmarked, beside it a silver-grey portable video cassette recorder, a cable running along the stone floor to a tall microphone stand in the aisle, a hand turning one silver knob.