My childhood growing up in that part of Glasgow always sounds like some kind of sub-Catherine Cookson novel of earthy working-class immigrant life, which to some extent it was, but it wasn't really as colourful that.
Meine Kindheit, die in diesem Teil von Glasgow aufgewachsen ist, klingt immer nach einer Art Unter-Catherine Cookson-Roman über das irdische Leben der Einwanderer aus der Arbeiterklasse.