It is the year of our Lord 1349 and it is the season of the Plague. Brothor Diggory’s life is about to change. The sickness is creeping ever closer and the monks of his order must attend to the afflicted.
He is about to meet the Plague. What he doesn’t realise is that encountering an illness and understanding it are two quite different things . . .
An uproarious and uplifting novel about sickness and health, and how perhaps we’re never quite as cutting-edge as we might like to believe.