The main idea - of a retirement home for elderly gay men - is ripe with comic possibilities, but few of these possibilities are explored, and the overall result is leaving the reader feeling that the idea was rather wasted. When I read the synopsis, I thought of the wonderful tragi-comedy of Muriel Spark's 'The Bachelors', but this novel is much more shallow. For one thing, the author seems loathe to get the retirement home finished, and the passages dealing with this drag along reluctantly - the frequent flashbacks, however, as we look at the pasts of various characters, bound along with enthusiasm, and demonstrate the writer's narrative skill. The characters are not especially noteworthy, mainly because their interactions are so dull and uninspiring, and the main character is rather irritating, with his constant use of the adjective 'wee' to remind us - for no good reason - of his Scottish birth. What should be a climactic ending comes as no great surprise, and is, if anything, made bathetic by its flat handling. A promising premise wasted - an opportunity lost.