Replay

This time round I am a human girl and Harry is a dog. This is inconvenient because my parents didn't really want a dog with a jutting eyebrow fringe and a shaggy untrimmed beard. Nor did they want a dog that cost five hundred dollars. A pedigreed Schnauzer! I said in despair when I recognised him that morning at the agricultural show. Why did you have to be a pedigreed Schnauzer Harry? I mean - why did you have to be a dog? Harry looked sheepish. His beady little eyes peered out from underneath that peculiar fringe. Sorry Aelfthryth... A curse (or maybe a blessing?) sent Saxon girl Aelfthryth and her boy husband Hereweald tumbling through time. They wake anew in each century and live for a brief time under different identities. To occupy a tedious captivity in their current incarnation Aelthryth tells her story to her fellow captive the mysterious Saranna.