It's the summer of 1951 and everyone is looking to put the dark days of the war behind them. The government's solution: The Festival of Britain, a celebration of the country's creativity, grit and ingenuity.

For foreign correspondent-turned-war reporter, Harry Flynn, it might offer the chance of redemption after a bad war in the Far East. But when he returns to London, the peace proves no less easy to negotiate. Having failed to resume his journalistic career, he reluctantly joins an oddball team of misfits, ne'er do wells and downright chancers helping to ready the Festival of Britain for launch.

Flynn's attempts at some semblance of a romantic life also founder when one of his dates goes missing and he is deemed the last person to see her alive. Could he have been in some way responsible for her disappearance?

Little does he realise that the answer to some of his mounting problems may lie in the hands of a precocious straight-talking thirteen-year-old called Veronica and a rather scruffy terrier who goes by the name of Mrs Betty...

Brilliantly plotted, witty and compelling, Our Noble Selves once again affirms Kate Atkinson's place as one of the greatest chroniclers of our times.