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This is a fine piece of light reading (with plenty of punchlines) as well as a vital chunk of social history. I'm a bit of a stone-face but I laughed out loud a couple of times. And it wasn't only over the whelks - or the mysteries of kissing. I could almost smell the place Dave Moffat is talking about; Anyone who has been a child will recognise plenty in this shadowy but colourful memoir - and Walking Doon the Gallowgate is bound to find room on virtual bookshelves anywhere there is an ex-pat Glaswegian. That probably means everywhere.
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