Monday, 8 April 2013

Lord Bonkers pays tribute to Margaret Thatcher

I first met the young Margaret Roberts (as she then was) because I was in the habit of buying my dog biscuits from her father’s shop in Grantham and she would sometimes serve me.

This evening of all evenings is not an occasion to record that she generally kept her thumb on the scales.

Read more from Lord Bonkers on Liberal England.

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