Today I am extremely excited to welcome the incredible Kevin Brooks to the blog for the final stop on the tour for The Bunker Diary, published by Penguin on Thursday (7th). Kevin has written a little something about William Bird who features in The Bunker Diary, my least favourite character actually... Enjoy!
Monday, 18 February
William Bird. Commuter man. Suit man. Business man. Always moaning and whinging about something, never satisfied. The train's late, it's too cold, I'm so tired. They're all the same, people like Bird. Like full-grown babies in suits. Toys in their briefcases, trains instead of school buses, wives instead of mothers, bosses instead of teachers, beer instead of milk ... you know what I mean? It's like they've grown up into nothing more than twisted children. They've taken their childhood, taken all the nice stuff, and turned it into crap. It really annoys me. I don't know why, it just does.
People like Bird, I used to be one of them. When I was a commuter. Colchester to London and back every day, every week, every month, for years and years and years and years and years ...
A day-by-day descent into lunacy.
But unnoticed. If everyone around you is mad, how can you judge your own sanity? How can you realise the absurdity of your life when this is your life? Sitting in a metal box for three hours a day with a hundred demented strangers.
What we need, William Bird, is a way out of here.
I’d like to say a huge thank you Kevin for a very intriguing post and to Penguin for arranging the tour and asking me to be a part of it. Make sure to check back next week to read my review of The Bunker Diary.