I And then there was no more Empire all of a sudden. Its victories were air, its dominions dirt: Burma, Canada, Egypt, Africa, India, the Sudan. The map that had seeped its stain on a schoolboy’s shirt like red ink on a blotter, battles, long sieges. Dhows and feluccas, hill stations, outposts, flags fluttering down in the dusk, their golden aegis went out with the sun, the last gleam on a great crag, with tiger-eyed turbaned Sikhs, pennons of the…… More »