Church Parents

Dear Children, I should like you all to be very wise. Wisdom is far better than money, or fine clothes, or grand houses, or horses and carriages. People who are not wise seldom get on well; they are seldom happy. My best wish for any dear boys and girls that I love is, that they may grow up very wise. But how are we to be wise? Some of you will ask. What are we to do in order to get this wisdom, which you tell us is such a good thing? Dear children, if you would be wise, you must pray to God to put his Holy Spirit in your hearts, and give yon wisdom. This is one thing. Besides this, you ...

Sylvia lives in a flat on a council estate with her not-quite-husband Obe and their two young children. She dreams of buying a house on a leafy street like the one she grew up in. If she closes her eyes, she can see it all so clearly: the stripped floorboards, the wisteria growing around the door.... It's not ideal that she's about to be made redundant, or that Obe, a playworker, is never going to earn more than the minimum wage. As sleep deprivation sets in, and the RnB downstairs gets ever louder, Sylvia's life starts to unravel.