St Petersburg, December. 1829. It’s snowing outside, the Tsar’s in his palace and all is well with the world… well, not quite. Major Kovalyev’s nose has gone missing – to be precise, it’s gallivanting round town and is proving a real hit with the ladies. To make matters worse, the nose is refusing to return to its rightful place, just above the Major’s abundant whiskers and square between the eyes.