In 1979 an elderly man living on his own came to the attention of Liverpool social services after suffering a fall. Since his wife had died nine years earlier he had become a practical recluse and was now finding it increasingly difficult to move about his Georgian townhouse close to Liverpool's Anglican cathedral. Movement was all the harder because the house had many stairs and he and his wife were not people to get rid of things, wedding presents still in their packages lay unopened since the couple married in 1932, nor did they have any children who might have forced them to de-clutter or relocate.
In a story worthy of dramatist Stephen Poliakoff, these poignant ...