Come in and see the bed

A year after my father's death in 2005, my grieving mother began to receive notes from her elderly neighbour. The notes were 'posted' through the privet hedge that separates their two neat bungalows. Five years later she had collected over a hundred notes not including the ones she had thrown back over the hedge. In these notes my mother is accused of conducting an affair with the neighbour's son, a middle-aged bachelor who never left home and warned to stay away from him. \ud \ud Come in and see the bed is a selection of the 150 notes that were the starting point for the short film of the same title and plot out a fragmented narrative of obsession and paranoia