Miss Buncle who lives in the quiet English village of Silverstream needs money. It is 1934 and her dividends are simply not coming in adequate to pay her meager bills. She considers her options and decides to write a book. She thinks she lacks imagination and must write about what she knows. And what does she know? Her neighbors and the people of Silverstream. So she writes a thinly disguised novel about the people of her village. A veritable tempest in a teapot is set off in the village. Its a pleasant story which nourished my love of English village life.