When Victor and Marigold move from grim-up-north Manchester to a picturesque Greek village, they’re looking forward to a happy, peaceful retirement, but will Victor be able to shake off his hygiene obsession long enough to embrace his pathogen-loaded new world?
Despite the idyllic location, life isn’t all sun and stifado; the house is basic, the garden is a wilderness, and a mountain of hard labour and bureaucracy lies ahead. With the help of the loveable, colourful locals, no problem is unsurmountable and the work, along with a cultural education, begins. With practical matters taken care of, the transition should now be plain sailing, but when Victor is faced with an illegal immigrant, an unwanted pregnancy, and a vulgar xenophobe his typical English decorum is sorely put to the test.
Victor’s true identity is something of an enigma. Due to his modest disposition (or a fear of being pelted by tomatoes), his memoir is a cloak and dagger undertaking. He adopts a pen name, the origins of which are so implausible one wonders whether Koς Bucket might just be pulling the reader’s leg. Be it truth or fiction, the intrigue makes his story all the more compelling and it’s easy to imagine him scribbling surreptitiously behind his closed blue door.
‘Bucket to Greece’ has all the ingredients of a great British sitcom; it’s a highly entertaining moving abroad story in which events and characters are artfully satirized to hilarious effect.
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