Inspired by years of wonderfully unhinged conversations with my equally wonderful friend and author, Graves Underby.

A dark farce about three strangers converging on a lock keeper’s cottage in the dead of winter in Basingstoke, Hampshire. The lock keeper welcomes them with open arms, unaware of the dark pasts they bring.

As snow and ice trap them under one roof, their peculiarities escalate into chaos... outwitting even the army that descends upon their frozen refuge.

Think The Waltons… if everyone in the house had killed someone. And none of them knew about the others.

Until something slips. On ice. With a grenade. And, inevitably, Alan Timothy’s giant bunny rabbit.