A middle-aged music critic, cautious and inhibited, meets a ruthlessly ambitious young 'cellist in Prague.. Back in England, they try to live together. But will it work? Do either of them really want it, and even if they do, can they break free from the moulds and habits they have allowed life to build around them? The music that they both love mirrors their developing relationship as both men are forced to confront truths about themselves they would rather not. How does it end - in triumph, or tragedy? or both? - or does it perhaps never end?