This is his most readable and memorable novel since Trainspotting' Independent on Sunday Glue is the story of four boys growing up in the Edinburgh schemes, and about the loyalties, the experiences and the secrets that hold them together into their thirties. As we follow their lives from the 70s into the new century Smell Bad After Sex from punk to techno, from speed to Es - we can see each of them trying to struggle out from under the weight of the conditioning of class and culture, peer pressure and their parents' hopes that maybe their sons will do better than they did. What binds the four of them is the friendship formed by the scheme, their school, and their ambition to escape from both; their loyalty fused in street morality: back up your mates, don't hit women and, most importantly, never grass - on anyone. Satın alma seçenekleri ve eklentiler. Bu ürünle ilgili bir sorun bildirin. Ürün ayrıntılarının önceki slaydı. Baskı Uzunluğu. Yayınlanma Tarihi. Tüm ayrıntıları göster. Ürün ayrıntılarının sonraki slaydı. Sıklıkla Birlikte Alınan Ürünler. Fiyatımızı görmek için bu ürünleri sepete ekleyin. Tekrar deneyin! Sepete Eklendi. Bu ürünlerden bazıları diğerlerinden daha önce gönderilir. Ayrıntıları göster Detayları gizle. Birlikte satın alacağınız ürünleri seçin. Glue has all Irvine Welsh's usual pace and vigour, crackling dialogue, scabrous set-pieces and black, black humour, but it is also a grown-up book about growing up - about the way we live our lives, and what happens to us when things become unstuck. His first novel, Trainspottinghas sold over one million copies in the UK and was adapted into an era-defining film. Irvine Welsh currently lives between London, Edinburgh and Miami. Davie Galloway was so surprised by its sneaky dazzle, he nearly dropped the table he was struggling to carry. It was hot enough already in the new flat and Davie felt like a strange exotic plant wilting in an overheated greenhouse. It was they windaes, they were huge, and they sucked in the sun, he thought, as he put the table down and looked out at the scheme below him. Davie felt like a newly crowned emperor surveying his fiefdom. The new buildings were impressive all right: they fairly gleamed when the light hit those sparkling wee stanes embedded in the cladding. Bright, clean, airy and warm, that was what was needed. He remembered the chilly, dark tenement in Gorgie; covered with soot and grime for generations when the city had earned its 'Auld Reekie' nickname. Outside, their dull, narrow streets nipping with people pinched and shuffling from the marrow-biting winter cold, and that rank smell of hops from the brewery wafting in when you opened the window, always causing him to retch if he'd overdone it in the pub the previous night. All that had gone, and about time too. This was the way to live! For Davie Galloway, it was the big windows that exemplified all that was good about these new slum-clearance places. He turned to his wife, who was polishing the skirtings. Why did she have to polish the skirtings in a new hoose? But Susan was on her knees, Smell Bad After Sex in overalls, her large black beehive bobbing up and down, testifying to her frenzied activity. Let the sun in, he added, before glancing. The flick ay a switch. Susan rose slowly, respectful of Smell Bad After Sex cramp which had been settling into her legs. She was sweating as she stamped one numbed, tingling foot, in order to get the circulation back into it. Beads of moisture gathered on her forehead. Davie briskly shook his head.
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