Clouds Got In My Way

Freya, already disillusioned with life, enters her eighteenth year confused as to where she should go. It's the sixties and Freya's liberal mother holds court every night in an open house: a 48 year old teenager partying with her daughter's friends. It's embarrassing. Freya needs space, Freya needs a chance to mature and find her way. Enter Frank.

A ‘Roman God' is what Freya thinks the first time she sees him when she starts work in the HMV store in London, and for this girl, whose experiences so far have taught her that sex is sordid, only this kind of man would have the chance to change her mind. But he's older, and married, and has children. So we follow Freya into the mature world of emotional turmoil: it will make her, or break her, but she has to take that leap.