This story starts at the end and moves backwards. Sonaí Ó Giolla has just died, but his spirit is reluctant to leave his body. He travels back through his memories of his life, the people he lived with while he was living in London as an emigrant from Ireland and became a socialist. He remembers the woman who married him and the daughter they had together. Now, at the end of his days he feels that his idealism has faded and understands that everything is not as it seems, and indeed, the way things were doesn’t mean that they will stay the same into the future.