Little Mowbury is a sleepy English village deep in the Cotswolds. The kind of village where you're only a local if your lineage can be traced back to the dinosaurs. Where you can find everything in the single village shop from morning newspapers to dry-cleaning, and getting your shoes mended. And, of course, where everybody knows everybody else's business. It's easy to find. you can't miss it. just ask anyone and they'll tell you.
"It's left at the crossroads."Oliver Bradford has had enough of the hustle and bustle of the A&E department in a big city hospital. Not to mention the tension caused by the break-up of his three year relationship with one of the hospital's top surgeons. When his sister urges him to apply for the position of GP in the quiet village of Little Mowbury, he wonders if this might be just the fresh start he needs.
Unfortunately, hitting the post-mistresses' dog with his car isn't the best introduction to his patients. A solitary soul, Deano Wells grew up in Little Mowbury and has been having lunch at the Thatcher's Arms on a Thursday for the last thirty-five years. First with his father, who brought him to the pub at the tender age of ten after a hard morning in the fields, and then by himself after his father passed on.
He runs the farm with a practised hand and minds his business mostly, but that doesn't stop Oliver from being drawn to the big, quiet man and he knows the feeling is mutual, so why does Deano keep pushing him away?
Little Mowbury is a sleepy English village deep in the Cotswolds. The kind of village where you're only a local if your lineage can be traced back to the dinosaurs. Where you can find everything in the single village shop from morning newspapers to dry-cleaning, and getting your shoes mended. And, of course, where everybody knows everybody else's business. It's easy to find. you can't miss it. just ask anyone and they'll tell you.
"It's left at the crossroads."Oliver Bradford has had enough of the hustle and bustle of the A&E department in a big city hospital. Not to mention the tension caused by the break-up of his three year relationship with one of the hospital's top surgeons. When his sister urges him to apply for the position of GP in the quiet village of Little Mowbury, he wonders if this might be just the fresh start he needs.
Unfortunately, hitting the post-mistresses' dog with his car isn't the best introduction to his patients. A solitary soul, Deano Wells grew up in Little Mowbury and has been having lunch at the Thatcher's Arms on a Thursday for the last thirty-five years. First with his father, who brought him to the pub at the tender age of ten after a hard morning in the fields, and then by himself after his father passed on.
He runs the farm with a practised hand and minds his business mostly, but that doesn't stop Oliver from being drawn to the big, quiet man and he knows the feeling is mutual, so why does Deano keep pushing him away?
