IT’S WET AND FOGGY. IT’S MIDSUMMER IN EDINBURGH. She’s a lawyer. He’s a petty crim. She’s totally out of his league; he’s not her type at all. They absolutely should not sleep together. Which is of course, why they do. With a bag filled with cash, Bob and Helena get up to one ‘legendary lost weekend’, the kind that you tell your grandchildren about, although maybe not the raunchiest parts....