Half Plus Seven

Twenty-nine years old with a less than healthy appetite for booze and a buzz, Bill lived in a messy rented room, sold his soul daily in a PR agency, and couldn't remember the name of the last woman he screwed. He was a disappointment to his family but indicative of his generation.

That was until a £10 psychic and a hanging cat came along to save him. And her, the one whose name he remembered.

A coming of age late tale as a jaded PR man seeks meaning and love in his life and addresses past, present and future along with a misfit cast of mystics, tramps, bar flies and copywriters.