When I heard that news item earlier, I wasn't quite sure how to react. If it had happened during the Poll Tax wrangle, I'd have pulled a sickie and had a three-day celebration! But now, when the Evil One has lost her marbles and probably couldn't be socially destructive if she tried, I dunno.
In some ways, the Thatcher that most of us loathed and despised is already dead... that particular entity doesn't exist anymore. To employ the ultimate political yardstick: if she was on fire, would I piss on her, to put the flames out?
Yeah... now, probably I would. Maybe. T'would depend on how many lagers I'd had
