front page. He snatched it away in irritation.
‘Hang on,’ Annika said, ‘can I just take a quick look?
‘The board were told last night, they got the last plane from New York and landed half an hour ago. They’ve already announced that the launch is being postponed. There’s an official board meeting at two thirty, and all our planning’s going to be stopped and TV Scandinavia wound down. I’m going to end up as the arts reporter for Radio Sjuharad.’
‘But we shouldn’t think the worst,’ Annika said, hitting Thomas on the knee to get more room. Why can’t you become a satellite channel, or a cable channel?’
Anne started crying and the seriousness of the situation hit Annika, as well as guilt.
‘Hang on, I’m going to change phones,’ she said.
She put the receiver down and accidentally knocked Thomas as she jumped down from the table.
‘Bloody hell,’ he said, crumpling the paper in his lap.
‘Just carry on, I’m moving,’ Annika said and skipped down the hall and into the bedroom with her towel round her, then dropped it on the floor. She crept under the covers and picked up the phone by the bed.
‘There’s got to be a solution somewhere,’ was the first thing she said. ‘What’s the problem?’
Anne pulled herself together. ‘I told you before,’ she said grouchily, and Annika interrupted her.
‘I know I haven’t been a good listener. To me it’s always seemed a bit technical, like if I started telling you about print timings and plate changes. Tell me again.’
She sat up among the pillows and Anne took a deep breath.
‘The whole point of TV Scandinavia is, or was, to reach the whole of Scandinavia. That’s twenty-five million potential viewers, roughly a tenth of the population of the USA. And to reach that many people you need to be available in every household in Sweden, and that means broadcasting from Teracom’s transmitters. Advertisers in the American market aren’t interested in target groups smaller than that.’
‘Teracom?’
‘The national broadcast network, it used to be part of the old nationalized Televerket but got turned into a profit-making public company instead, along with everything else.’
The angels were silent, completely beaten by Anne Snapphane’s despair.
‘And there are no other masts? You’re not allowed to put up your own?’
‘Are you joking? Teracom is heading for bankruptcy even though all the masts already exist.’
Annika relaxed and tried to think of a solution, happily grasping this distraction Anne had provided, and leaving Thomas and Sophia and the children and Vaxholm behind.
‘But hardly anyone can watch digital television,’ she said. ‘You have to have one of those boxes, don’t you? Is it really such a big deal?’
‘In a couple of years digital television is all we’ll have. The government proposition is the big deal. When the terrestrial digital network works with the same criteria as the rest of the business – the world of satellite and cable – then the market will explode.’
Ellen’s excited yell penetrated the bedroom door a couple of seconds before the girl herself ran in, Kalle only a metre or so behind, growling in a deep voice and making claws with his fingers.
‘Mummy, help! The tiger’s after me!’
‘No,’ Annika said, and tried to calm them down with her hand, which was pointless, the children tumbled over her on the bed, laughing hysterically. ‘But I don’t get it?’ she said into the phone. ‘How can the government proposal shut down the channel?’
‘Up to now the government has decided who would have access to the state’s television masts, both analogue and digital broadcasting. There are only three analogue channels, of course, and those are clearly the result of a purely political decision: channels one, two and four.’
‘Ellen,’ Annika said, ‘Kalle, go and get dressed. You’re going to go and see Grandma and Grandad.’
‘Digital transmissions take up much less frequency space,’ Anne said, ‘so when the three analogue channels stop broadcasting there’ll be enough space for twenty-five new digital channels. In this proposal the government is finally acknowledging that they shouldn’t be controlling who broadcasts what, so they’re delegating such decisions to the Radio and Television Authority.’
‘Do we have to, that’s no fun,’ Kalle said, acting as spokesman for them both. ‘We aren’t allowed to run indoors there.’
‘Come on,’ Annika said. ‘Brush your teeth and make sure you put on clean underwear.’
‘None of this is really new,’ Anne Snapphane went on. ‘The proposal spent over a year in committee and out for consultation. That’s why the Americans decided to make this investment, but today’s paper says there’s a new clause in the directive to the Radio and Television Authority that wasn’t there before.’
Annika sent the children out, screwed her eyes shut and tried to concentrate. ‘And?’
‘During the consultation there was a framework of ten points that television companies had to meet, according to paragraphs one, two and four of the third chapter of nineteen ninety-six Radio and Television Act. Now there are suddenly eleven points.’
Annika sank back into the pillows.
‘So Karina Bjornlund has squeezed in an extra condition at the very last minute.’
‘Exactly, with only days to go. Point number eleven says: “Applicants with primarily foreign ownership broadcasting to more than one country in Scandinavia but not to other EU states do not have the right to broadcast via the terrestrial digital network.”’
‘And that means…?’
She could hear Thomas shouting something to the children out in the kitchen.
‘That everyone who meets those conditions can broadcast, but not us.’
‘A law specifically aimed at TV Scandinavia,’ Annika said. ‘She’ll never get that through parliament.’
‘Yes she will; the Greens are in favour.’
‘Why, for heaven’s sake?’
‘The government’s been retreating on road charging. But from next year there’ll be pollution limits on all the roads around Stockholm, just so that Karina Bjornlund can put a stop to TV Scandinavia.’
Annika could hear the scepticism in her own voice as she said, ‘But that’s completely unreasonable. Why the hell would she do that?’
‘That,’ Anne Snapphane said, ‘is a bloody good question.’ Then she quietly started to cry.
Thomas yelled something out in the hall and Ellen started to howl. And as the children screamed and the echo of despair came down the line from Lidingo, the angels suddenly started up again, the words tumbling into each other, and she saw the entry in the minister’s correspondence register in front of her like a mirage.
‘Have you drunk anything today?’ Annika asked, loudly enough to drown out her internal voices.
Anne collected herself for a moment before answering. ‘No,’ she sniffed. ‘But I’ve thought about it. I poured some gin, but flushed it down the toilet. Enough now, you know?’
Her despair seemed to have run its course, ebbing out into single sniffs, and the children stopped screaming out in the kitchen.
‘First Mehmet and then this. I can’t go on.’
‘Yes you can,’ Annika said. ‘Get some clothes on and come over here, leave the car.’
‘I don’t know if I can.’
‘Yes, you can. Thomas and the kids are going to Vaxholm, and I’ve got nothing to do all day. Promise you’ll come.’
‘I can’t stay out here, I can’t bear it-’ A new attack of sobbing bubbled up. ‘That miserable old bastard downstairs always snooping, and Miranda going to and fro between us, and all the snow to clear every winter…’
‘Come here and we’ll look for a new house online. It’s about time you moved into town like everyone with any sense.’
Anne fell silent, breathing down the line, first quickly, then slower. ‘I need to think things over first.’
‘You know where I am.’
