Collection of gritty, drug and sex-addled sub and lower class Britain-powered pieces of writing. Williamson’s writing is powerful and persuasive, funny in places and hugely vivid. The slight problem with the book is in the tone – it’s unrelenting and there’s no quarter given to story structures in the pursuit of the scene and situations. Giving up his day job for a life of fiction writing may be a step too far – the Sleaford Mods are terrific, after all. There’s a power in the craft here, but no real direction or certainly no subtlety. Worth a look, as an antidote to run of the mill polite or stuffy socials, however.