Where There's a Will

I suppose most of us, if told we had inherited something, would find our eyes light up. Not so much this family of East London Cockneys who have inherited a run-down old farm in Devon after it's owner had a rather terminal encounter with a land mine. It is about as far away from London as they can go without a passport (assuming any of them actually had one). Upon arrival, they discover it's pretty much a dump and they are keen to just be rid of the place - and, fortunately, there are no shortage of folks wanting to obtain the land. Snag is, one of the family - "Alfie" (Leslie Dwyer) decides that he is tired of working in a bathhouse, and his niece "June" (Ann Hanslip) who is equally fed up with the relentless drudge of 1950s London life decides to help him make a go of the enterprise. What now ensues are a series of enjoyable escapades as they are, quite literally, fleeced by the locals, the ever pervasive Ministry and are soon ruing the day they ever saw the place. It is one of these gently internecine dramas, with everyone trying to pull a flanker before an ending that is as inevitable as it is enjoyable. It's maybe its a bit too basic, this - charming, yes - but the script and characterisations are little better than adaptations that might have worked (or, maybe did) better on the wireless. Still, it is quite a fun tale that raises a smile and makes you rethink that expression about gift horses