Sir Justin Holbrook is a very happy man; he has a very happy life thank you very much! A very successful business, Valerie, his lovely wife, and a weekday penthouse retreat in the City, complete with the occasional peccadillo, in the shape of the delectable Miss Richards, yes... as long as the wife doesn't find out, which is extremely unlikely, life could not be better.

Unfortunately he has not added in a few unforeseen outside factors, such as his incredibly irritating but nevertheless, dedicated and honest, accountant, Arthur Pullen, who has just popped into work on his day off to make sure the books are straight before his traditional and well deserved annual holiday.

He did not reckon on the sudden arrival of his wife or indeed the impending doom that The Right Honourable Sir Frederick Goudhurst is about to unleash on to Sir Justin's life, and at just possibly the worst timing of all, he most certainly was not reckoning on another attack of his old complaint Stokes-Adams!!

So at this time you might be forgiven for thinking that his day could not get a lot worse, Oh how wrong could you be dear reader, because you have not yet been introduced to Arthurs long suffering wife Joyce, or met the Jewish accountant Ms Rubenstein, who is mistaken for the Doctor called to treat the stricken patient, or indeed His Highness the all powerful Sheik Marami, who intends to re-build our Great and Proud Nation.

Can this disaster be adverted, can Sir Justin and his merry, if somewhat shell-shocked, cohorts regain control, or will the arrival of the real Doctor, yes there is one, (there's always one), only make matters worse, a great deal worse!!