Peter Bellerby makes globes by hand in a London workshop, using techniques that trace back to cartography's pre-digital age. The film follows him and his small team of engravers and painters through the slow, exacting stages of the craft: printing gores, stretching and pasting paper onto plaster spheres, hand-painting mountain ranges and ocean shading, and mounting each finished globe on its stand. Bellerby explains how he came to the trade almost by accident, unable to find a decent globe for his father's birthday and deciding to build one himself, then discovering there was almost no one left who still made them properly. Close shots of brushes, paper, and half-finished spheres show just how much handwork goes into an object most people assume is mass-produced. The film's case is simple and made through observation rather than argument: in an era of instant digital maps, there is still a market, and a craft, for globes built the old way, one at a time.