Frank and Chrissy meet a few days into 70.

Frank has been travelling around California for a while with friends, when someone tells him about a house in the desert two hours east of LA where the walls are steel and the glass shimmers. Frank tells himself: I have to see this house.

When Chrissy picks him up on the side of the road, all blond hair and oversized sunglasses, its love at first sight. Years later, as their shared dream of recreating a mid-century masterpiece of a home in Britain threatens to overwhelm them, Frank will often think about how this was where it started. What if he had carried on walking, kicking at the dust? What if she had driven to Palm Springs the next day or even the next hour? Every moment of tomorrow would have completely changed.

So begins California Gold, a portrait of a marriage, a family and the thin line between a dream and an obsession.