E’s no bad this Welsh felly, eh no? If there’s one gadge who’s writin ah cannae help but read wi glee fae cover to cover it’s Irvine Welsh. Thirs never nae lack ae zest an fuckin zing tae his stories. Strong characters and the cat dinnae shy away fae your more, likesay, dark social commentary.

This here collection ae short stories is fill ay the expected sex, drugs an’ schemie miscreants but, and it must be said, somewhat lacking in the humanistic elements of earlier works, ken? If yer new tae the world ae the Welsh man ah recommend hus earlier works the likes ae Trainspotting or, in mah humble fuckin opinion, the boy’s best work, Maribou Stork Nightmares.

If you’re a fan though an ye wannae a gud fuckin laff then get yersef a copy ae thus when it hits the fuckin shelves. It’s like visiten oald friends. The kind you’re well chuffed tae say ye only know in books.

- Aaron