Peter's life is a succession of small blows, and he's starting to get bruised. He has always tried so hard to do the right thing and it always seems to backfire on him - he's a poster boy for the maxim "nice guys finish last". Is it so surprising that he's starting to unravel? With a career in the doldrums, a mother in a care home and a fiancée in a cemetery, things have got to change for Peter. But will they get better or worse?
