David Jenner, at 59,
had lived a self-indulgent, unproductive and uneventful life – very
much the ‘grey’ man who’d pass you in the street un-noticed. He
still lived in the large, shabby Edwardian house he and his family
had moved to in 1949 - still slept in the same bedroom. And his
career had been equally grey and unimaginative.
this was to change with dramatic consequences…
reap what you sow,
and David starts to realise that the sands of opportunity are
running out, the
poor yield of a misspent life now coming back to haunt him. If
that wasn’t enough to contend with fate then deals a devastating blow
that leaves him feeling helpless to redeem his wasted existence.
That is, until unrequited love which had pained his tender heart at
age thirteen, once more infuses his
shallow soul, and offers respite from the deepening pathos that's
closing in on him.
fired with romantic dreams David embarks a strange and poignant journey
through the enigmatic mists of time back to 1958 - and Love’s Fifth