But when Eleanor waves her daughter off for a gap-year trip, she
finds herself stuck as a satellite wife, spinning in faithful orbit
around her domineering husband, with only a stash of hidden books
and her brilliant but judgmental father Conrad for comfort.

Andrew isn’t mastering the art of growing up either. When he
finds his belongings dumped on the drive, although he may not
understand women very well, even he can see that this looks like
some kind of hint… and so he moves back in with his parents.

Backing onto Andrew’s parents lives artist Cecilia, hemmed
in by clutter and long shadows from the past. She’s always ready to
recount tales of her innumerable ex-lovers, while her grown-up
daughters feel she’s still acting like a misbehaving teenager.
But now these four lives are drawn together by long-buried
secrets of the past, and it is time for them all to grow up, before it’s
too late…