She'd stop buying clothes to cheer herself up, and she wouldn't have to hide the bills. All she wants is a room of her own, but she's got more chance of flying to the moon on a homemade space wagon because right now there's nothing in her pockets except a bit of fluff. When she looks at the streets around her, all she sees is poverty because it's 1970s inner-city Liverpool and that's the way it was. Everyone says if you don't laugh, you'll cry, so Josie laughs a lot, but sometimes her smile doesn't reach her eyes. She doesn't dare complain. Nobody likes a moaner but what's so wrong with wanting something more? She thinks she’s found a way out when she meets Mick. He looks like he'd help an old lady across the road, do her shopping and make her a pot of chicken soup as well. If looks were everything, he would be the man for her, but what's he hiding behind that smile? A funny, heartwarming, and nostalgic look back to gritty 1970s Liverpool.