Marina Lewycka’s latest happy-go-lucky tale of migrant folk in Britain takes a remark by the modernist architect Berthold Lubetkin as its epigraph: ‘Nothing is too good for ordinary people.’
In the vertical community within one of Lubetkin’s postwar blocks of flats in East London we meet hapless Bertie, resting actor caught on the hop by the spare-bedroom tax; disabled Len, thinking positive about his benefit reassessment; Violet, dreaming of her childhood in Kenya at her desk in a City insurance firm; and many more — some powering ahead in our new age of golden job opportunities and zero-hour contracts, others not so much. In fact, after his mother’s death, Bertie decides the only way he’s going to avoid homelessness is to find himself a mother-impersonator.
Enter steely, twinkling Inna, Ukrainian granny, who steals the show with her frequent culinary announcements: ‘I mekkit golbashky! From my country, best in world!’ — followed by the barked command: ‘Ittit!’ Inna’s terms of address are bigoted, in a friendly sort of way — Violet is greeted ‘’allo, Blackie!’ and Bertie, being unmarried in his forties, must be ‘homosexy’ — though, as she readily says, ‘It no problem wit me.
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