The Shameful Suicide Of Winston Churchill (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
He could no longer think of the world beyond the Wall as ‘over there’. It was beneath his feet. It was as if he was Alice in Wonderland, suddenly thrown back up through the rabbit hole into the real world. Only the piece of paper in his hand proved that it had not all been a dream: a map of the London Underground as nobody had known it for four decades. On it, with a stub of pencil, he drew two little square boxes on the Northern Line south of Leicester Square. That was where he had been: how he had got there was another matter altogether. He shoved it into his jacket pocket. Almost nobody had looked at the figure who climbed onto the end of the platform. Perhaps they had taken him for a maintenance worker. Perhaps, like the train driver, they just didn’t want to know. Today was Republic Day, the fortieth, a day for celebration. Compulsory celebration. Certainly not a day to be asking questions. He let himself melt into the flow towards the escalators and up into an unexpected flood of sunshine.
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