When age makes you invisible, secrets are easier to hide. Daphne knows that age is just a number. She also knows that society no longer pays her any attention - somthing she's happy to exploit to help her hide a somewhat chequered past. But finding herself alone on her seventieth birthday, with only her plants to talk to and neighbours to stalk online, she decides she needs some friends. Joining a Senior Citizens' Social Club, she's horrified at the expectation that she'll spend her time enduring gentle crafting activities. Thankfully, the other members - including a failed actor addicted to shoplifting and a prolific yarn-bomber - agree. After a tragic accident, the local council threaten to close the club - but they have underestimated the wrong group of pensioners... and with the help of a teenage dad, a few toddlers and a geriatric, orphaned mongrel, the incongruous gang set out to prove it. As long as their pasts don't catch up with them first...
