The Stornoway Way, by Kevin MacNeil. This has to be my favourite novel – it is pure magic. If you thought the Island of Lewis and Harris was just beautiful beaches and craft shops, then think again. The book is a witty look at the serious issues of drugs and alcoholism through the eyes of R Stornoway, and of his love/hate relationship with his native home. It was the first book I read that captured the gritty reality of life in a language that I identified with. It challenged my viewpoint in issues relating to drugs and alcohol, and also of my idealised view of life on a beautiful island. The book makes good use of the ‘f’ word, and everything from the front cover with the bottle of whisky and the man lying prone on the beach with a bottle in his hand, to the upside down map of Scotland and the chapter heading images is perfect for the book.