Back The Echo Chamber
Chapters (33)
  1. About the Author
  2. Also by John Boyne
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. PART 1
  6. Part 1
  7. 4 February 2004
  8. Monday
  9. THE MILLINER AND THE NOSE
  10. PART 2
  11. Part 2
  12. 21 March 2006
  13. Tuesday
  14. AIDAN DOESN’T EXIST
  15. PART 3
  16. Part 3
  17. 16 July 2010
  18. Wednesday
  19. THE WOKESTERS AND THE POOTS
  20. PART 4
  21. Part 4
  22. 16 September 2011
  23. Thursday
  24. SON OF ADOLF
  25. PART 5
  26. Part 5
  27. 27 September 2016
  28. Friday
  29. HE/HIM
  30. EPILOGUE: CANCELLING THE CLEVERLEYS
  31. EPILOGUE: CANCELLING THE CLEVERLEYS
  32. Acknowledgements
  33. THIS IS JUST THE BEGINNING

After the birth of each of his children, at a time when childcare was still considered the primary domain of the mother, he had done his fair share of nappy-changing, often sitting up with his wife while she administered sleepy midnight feeds and reading aloud to her as she nursed their latest progeny at her breast. He went on marches, protesting against anything that seemed even vaguely objectionable, and wrote newspaper columns criticizing American presidents, African dictators and Russian despots alike. He named his eldest son Nelson, after Nelson Mandela, adding Fidel as the boy’s middle name. On his weekly chat show, one of the most popular programmes on British television, he made a point of ensuring that an even gender ratio was maintained among his guests and, when actresses featured in the line-up, never referred to their bodies or sex lives during the conversation, preferring to focus on their craft and philanthropic pursuits. He considered himself fiscally conservative but socially liberal, was a prominent opponent of blood sports, and had twice been a weekend guest of Charles and Camilla’s at Highgrove. Politically, he was held in high esteem by both the Left and the Right, who considered him a fair and balanced journalist. Although he never publicly discussed his political leanings, he always voted for the person, not the party, and so, over the years, had cast ballots for Tory, Labour and Liberal Democrat candidates alike. In the 2019 general election, exhausted by Brexit, he had even voted for a Green. He sponsored eighteen goats in Somalia and had attended seven Pride marches in the capital, waving the rainbow flag vigorously.

And yet, despite all his hard-earned Woke credentials, his first thought when Angela Gosebourne informed him that he was going to be a father again was: You planned this, didn’t you? To trap me.

At the time, George and Angela had not been conducting their affair for long, no more than five months, and he hadn’t really considered it a proper affair at all, more of a dalliance. He’d never been unfaithful to Beverley before and hated seeing himself turn into that sort of man, but his marriage had become strained in recent years, much of their communication taking place over WhatsApp rather than face to face, and Angela’s attraction to him had taken hold of his ego and given it a good shake.