Alan Calcutt is a philosopher who has never fulfilled his promise. He teaches at Oxford and is still a virgin at fifty-five. Ange is a twenty-four-year-old Essex girl, who describes herself as a darts groupie. Neither of them expects that their first casual meeting on a train will lead to anything, but it does.
Alan takes Ange to Rome to show her the great excitement to be found in art. She takes him to the World Darts Championships to show him the great excitement to be found in darts. She opens Alan's heart to emotions that he never dreamt of. He gives her stimuli she could never have found in Gallows Corner.
But can they survive their differences in age and background? Are Alan's feelings the stuff of obsession and infatuation or is this true love? And what sort of a philosopher is he if he cannot define and understand love?
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