A rushed driving test, one careless drink and a broken headlight combine into a drink-driving ban, a cheap Falkirk flat, and some very resourceful heroin-addict neighbours.

At sixteen, Billy blags his way into a well-paid job at a Grangemouth chemical plant despite hating chemistry — and learns the hard way that a bike is no way to commute seventeen miles.

A drunken tumble down an embankment leads to an ill-timed encounter in an underpass — and an unforgettable entrance for his girlfriend at Monday morning registration.