For those who like their humour jet-black, here's an entertaining holiday read. The HERE of the title is an expat hot spot in a dystopian world where the native have-nots, driven crazy by envy, turn the tables on the visiting haves. Although unnamed, the setting is clearly a Greek island, its landscape and inhabitants described with the lively accuracy of a writer who obviously knows her subject intimately. On this sound foundation, Polly Hope lets her imagination run riot. Some kind of environmental disaster, blithely called the Day of the Dusting, heralds a chain of increasingly macabre events. The narrator, whose name we eventually learn is Dolly, describes the frequent maimings, killings and fornications with the insouciance of Alice in Wonderland's Red Queen. Even the gory murders of her own children and babies, mostly nameless, ever numberless, causes no credible emotion in Dolly. Polly Hope has no interest in engaging the sympathy of the reader for any of the characters on either side of the battle between the Greeks and the expats. This may make it hard for some to stay with the wild goings-on until the bitter and, in hindsight, inevitable end. I could not imagine a more fitting conclusion to a satire of such unadulterated misanthropy. A Greek tragedy indeed, spiced up with comic scenes worthy of classical Greek comedy.