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Irvine Welsh’s diary: ‘Remember to get the Jesus aliens in, Irv!’

Plus: A world of jetlag, my gym-rat season, and a brilliant new novel

7 June 2014

9:00 AM

7 June 2014

9:00 AM

I’ve been heading east in a circle around the world from Chicago, taking in New York, London, Edinburgh, Liverpool, Bristol, Brighton, Paris, Geneva, Barcelona, Auckland, Sydney, Melbourne and LA. Now I’m killing time in Barcelona. I’d forgotten what a wonderful town it is, and also reminded of how Mediterranean culture really is right at the apex of civilised society.

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Irvine Welsh’s books include Trainspotting, Filth and, most recently, The Sex Lives of Siamese Twins.

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