Life for Susan has become a bit--well--complicated.  She's 49, her husband left her for a much younger woman, she lost her job, and her teen-age daughter is behaving like a teenager.  She's volunteering in a resale shop, where she is surrounded by an assortment of semi-odd folk.  And she's trying (with not so much success) to re-enter the dating pool.  Is it possible that what she's after is right under her nose?

It's a funny charmer which enjoyed a hugely successful London run.