Since he was ten years old, Harry has had one ambition - to find the perfect girl for him. Forty-three women and twenty years later he is no nearer his goal. He doesn't ask for much; just a beautiful intellectual who doesn't mind his constant infidelity. Harry's best friend and flatmate Gerrard did once find true love - but he didn't realise it until the day she left him. Only two women have met his exacting criteria, and he's not hopeful that he'll find another. Even if he does, he's not sure he can trust her not to grow old eventually. Then they meet Alice. Alice is the perfect girl. She's the only woman in the world Harry and Gerrard can agree on. Unfortunately, she seems to like both of them. Gerrard wants Alice for himself, but Harry will stop at nothing to win her. Friendship is forgotten and even a little light poisoning is on the cards. But can a man who thinks size ten is a bit on the chubby side grow up fast enough to win the girl of his dreams?