Aziraphale Fell, BAFTA-winning actor of stage and screen, is bored. Bored of playing middle-aged divorcees in dull BBC dramas. Bored of answering the same questions on chat shows and breakfast television. Bored of keeping the real him hidden away.
So when the opportunity presents itself to collaborate with up-and-coming rock band Witching Hour, he takes it, against his own common sense and the condescending advice of his agent. Witching Hour’s mysterious guitarist Crowley, flame-haired, moody, and a good fifteen years his junior, certainly seems worth the risk.
Bartender Crowley has always had a thing for the posh boys from Tadfield University. So when one of them walks into his pub on a Tuesday afternoon looking for his book club, he’s ready to have his heart broken all over again. But there is something special about Aziraphale. Something he can’t quite put his finger on.