An auld drunkard, whom Begbie had been looking at, lurched up<br />tae us, wine boatil in his hand. Loads ay them used this<br />place tae bevvy and crash in.<br /><br />- What yis up tae lads? Trainspottin, eh? He sais, laughing<br />uncontrollably at his ain fuckin wit.<br /><br />- Aye. That's right, Begbie sais. Then under his breath:<br />Fuckin auld cunt.<br /><br />- Ah well, ah'll leave yis tae it. Keep up the trainspottin<br />mind! He staggered oaf, his rasping, drunkard's cackles<br />filling the desolate barn. <br />(с) Trainspotting