Three hundred feet in the air, the Blavatsky’s live their lives with their heads firmly stuck in the clouds. Whilst Dada sees angels all around, Roland endlessly watches soaps and Ingrid gardens on the roof. Moira Buffini takes dysfunctionality to a whole new level with the Blavatsky’s who choose to shun the modern world and live their lives at the top of the tower block built by their tyrannical father architect and visionary, Hector. Although blind and bed ridden, he rules his odd little brood with an iron fist. Sanity enters in the form of an outsider, or one of "the crushed" as they refer to the rest of civilisation. But is letting light into the darkness always a good thing?