The man at the helm. Stybbe N.

After the divorce of Lizzy’s parents, her older sister, younger brother and Labrador Debbie were forced to move from a luxurious London mansion to a crooked village house. Around the meadow, open spaces and beauty, only the neighbors mowing gloomily, no one cooks food, the washing machine has rebelled, and the mother writes plays without a fish. Lizzy and her sister, worried that they will be determined in an orphanage, and their mother will be left alone with her plays, decide to take care of the future. And first of all, you need to decide on the "man at the helm", but simply with a man in the house. In the early 1970s, a single mother, albeit from an aristocratic family, is not put in a penny, and until the “man at the helm” does not get in the house in the house. Thus begins a grand campaign to select suitable candidates. A witty, unbridledly ridiculous novel, which immediately resembles the “Diaries of Adrian Moul” Sue Townsend, and “Juvza and Wuster” P. G. Woodhaus.