Today it is widely accepted that some people feel they were born in the wrong body, we call them transgender.
Can we accept that some people feel that they are born in the wrong era? Can we accept that they are transtime?
Twenty-nine-year-old Esme has always felt a pull towards the late eighteenth century and feels isolated in 2015.
Meanwhile Zilpha Clarke, a spinster in Swanford, is frustrated with her lot in 1790.
Would they really be happier in each other’s eras or would travelling through time only exchange one set of problems for another?