Today’s Funeral for Margaret Thatcher was a master piece of
Pomp and Circumcision, (sorry Benjamin, that was a cheap dig) Pomp and Ceremony. Timed to the second, the worlds great and good turned up to pay their respects to the grocers daughter from Grantham. And in true Thatcher style, it was the plebs who weren’t allowed to attend who paid for it. Now I don’t mean to be nasty here, but if she was held in such high esteem by this lot, why didn’t they have a whip round and foot the bill between them?
That always makes me smile when I hear “the grocers daughter ” bit. The media usually forget to mention that Alf Roberts was alderman and Mayor of Grantham , obviously a local Councillor, and on all accounts a bit of a naughty boy when it comes to the ladies. (Source) He was also a part-time Justice of the Peace, president of the Chamber of Trade, President of Rotary, a director of the Grantham Building Society, a director of the Trustee Savings Bank, chairman of the local National Savings Movement, a governor of the local boys and girls grammar schools and chairman of the Workers’ Educational Association. With his fingers in many pies so to speak, old Alf wasn’t exactly just a grocer.
So, Thatcher, is gone. She played her role well, so I thought it would be nice to share some of the memorable images of the day.