Charles Ashworth is privileged, pampered and pleased with himself. As Bishop of Starbridge in 1965 he purrs along as effortlessly as a well-tuned Rolls-Royce while he proclaims his famous absolute truths to a society which he sees - with rage and revulsion - as increasingly immoral and disordered. But then a catastrophe tears his life apart and confronts him with the real absolute truths, truths which so shatter him that he finds himself stripped of his prode and struggling for survival.