Pure Dundee

Wurdz fae thi playgrund,
rymz fae thi cundee
Thi sound o thi streetz
- pure brode Dundee.

Street poet Gary Robertson's first collection reaches out to everybody who's ever said they'd be out for just 'Twa Pints', who can't help swearing, or who's ever been stung by a wasp.
Robertson explores the realities of living and growing up in Dundee's infamous housing schemes in vigorous Dundonian verse. Here, hard-hitting commentaries on drink, drugs, gangs and violence contrast with poems on childhood games, imaginative freedom, and big dreams. This colourful and honest verse offers a unique view of Dundee and its people from one of its own.