The Faers seem to have it all money, a huge house, great job and a great school, great men (they are even distant royals) but behind the fascade of joy their are huge cracks. Join them as they try to navigate through the cracks and get back to what they once were, with a some new better revisions with the help of friends, family and a quite a lot of drinking.

I mean I never have to say "I love you" in a romantic sense because my relationships never last. I am train-wreck, don't believe me, here is proof: 1.I live in a 2 bed apartment by myself (not even with a flatmate) 2.I am an aspiring writer who can't think of anything to write about (hence my mediocre blog that you are reading) 3.I am thirty-four years old and I am nowhere near where I expected to be, let alone where my parents expect me to be 4.I am severely under-achieving in comparison to my perfect little sister, Margaret, who is a married barrister with two perfect little girls and another on the the way, she juggles both a perfect family and an enviable career 5.I write a daily column in an unknown magazine about femininity