Irvine Welsh

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

Irvine Welsh Photo: Ulf Andersen/Getty 
issue 07 June 2014

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. By comparison, US mall life seems consumer capitalism’s ultimate declaration of vacuous failure. I’m sitting drinking wine in a café with three wonderful women (Italian, Spanish and English) from my publishers, and the next thing I know it’s 3 a.m.

A long layover at Heathrow to get the connecting flight to New Zealand. I’ve only ever been to the Antipodes on business and so have always had good seats. I’ve travelled in some dreadful circumstances in past lives, but economy class on such a long-haul flight would be a very taxing option with my long legs.  I feel sorry for British Airways staff and other airlines unfortunate enough to have to fly into the squalid hole that remains Heathrow. We’re an hour late on an hour-long flight, involving waiting on runways, circling above London, and a bus service from a dreary field in Middlesex to the ‘state-of-the-art’ Terminal 5. Most of all I feel sorry for British taxpayers, who were informed that their billions spunked on this mess would consign those irksome factors to the past. On Sunday afternoon they were all too present.

An interlude back in LA as we work on our movie Spring Breakers: The Second Coming. The creative team are constantly coming up with left-field story and casting ideas. So unusual to work with people who encourage a writer to really go out there; you’re usually being reined in.

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