Tony Tanner gets up and heads off to his new job, but it's too lucky a day for him. A penny he finds on the floor of a nightclub wins the fruit machine's jackpot; a tip from one-man-band Graham Stark turns that into twenty pounds at the betting shop. True, an old girl friend dumps a child on him, claiming he's the father, but the string of luck at betting doesn't even fray.

The problem is that it's not really a story in any sense of the word, but an anecdote, filled out with miscellaneous characters and some good-looking women. Joan Sims is a good-looking blonde he keeps running into, and if you look fast, you can spot Carol Cleveland. I'm not sure what point they're trying to make with this movie, but perhaps it lies in the name of Alan Baulch's character, the child Tanner is saddled with: Alfie.