An Irish woman and her children sold into Caribbean slavery by Cromwell’s regime.
An historian, working on a TV series on slavery, finds her story compellingly conveyed to him through the randomness of the night. He learns how easily reason is held to ransom by the dark.
He ignores the apparent parallels in their lives till they accelerate to a collision point on the Island of Barbados.
“We can all have irrational thoughts or behave irrationally at times. But so long as you know you’re being irrational you are not yet insane”.
His colleague’s advice works well in the daylight, he thought, but not when, uninvited, his visitor’s narrative again infiltrates in the privacy of the dark.


The Garden of Lost Remembering

Memories are tricky. You can’t really trust them. Things only get worse as you get older.

What if the memory is of something that happened more than ninety years ago? When does a memory that won’t leave you alone become a haunting? Who is the tearfully pleading child whose voice she hears time and time again?

The young volunteer on a reminiscence project is slowly drawn into the ever changing and uncertain world of the woman he visits.

At first he is fascinated by the quirky and quixotic view of the previous century seen through the eyes of this former journalist. He struggles with her bewildering preoccupation with ideas of consciousness and self and the role that memory might play.

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