From one of the sharpest observers of the modern scene, comes this witty, intelligent, and irresistible novel in the tradition of Gosford Park and Snobs.

A man of wealth and privilege, Anthony Anscombe has everything he could ever want: an exquisite family estate, enviable social standing, and a desirable inheritance. But with all of his money and privilege, Anthony still ...

We have a saying in Yugoslavia, when something unbelievable happens, that the life writes stories. So here we go: About forty years ago, my dad bought two neck ties: one with the picture of Big Ben and the other with the picture of Parthenon. Almost, thirty five years ago, while I was studying English language and literature in Belgrade, I had the opportunity to go to London and stay there for one year. Off course I took the next flight over. On my second trip to London, after the holidays at home, I decided to travel back by bus to see few places in Europe. The bus was coming from Athens and was very late and I had plenty of time to catch a plane, only, I didn’t, and the only unoccupied seat was next to my future husband. To cut it short, in three years we were married and in five we were living in Athens and later on Kefalonia. So, there is a story behind the book on the bus seat.