Memory – a trusted friend or an erratic and unreliable commentator? It’s a February afternoon in 1990 in North London, and widower Jack is awoken by a young woman stranger on his doorstep. She has questions for him which he is unable or unwilling to answer, he’s not sure which. What did happen thirty-five years ago? What does she want? As he struggles to answer her persistent questions he realised that his memory was not as reliable as he had thought. Has he been hiding something?