The left thighbone he broke in a fall in the bedroom of his Monte Carlo hotel nearly eight weeks ago was neatly knitted, and there was no trace of the bronchitis that had worried doctors during his convalescence. So, after 54 days in London's Middlesex Hospital, Sir Winston Churchill, 87, went home at last. Carried to a waiting ambulance in a sedan chair, the couchant old lion, chomping his usual Havana cigar and giving a victorious V-sign to a cheering curbside crowd of 1,000, was whisked away to his Hyde Park Gate home for...
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