Head Girl <\/em><\/strong>by Susan Gilbert, September 2010<\/p>\n They are a rambunctious rabble, Geoffrey seems to have knuckled under one’s latest diktat, Willie is. Sadly, Norman is nowhere in sight. Oh my, Michael’s soft silky mane is so out of control. God, no! Cecil is flirting with one again. If one were not such a people person one would bash his head in with one’s hand bag. (It is a lethal weapon, registered with Her Majesty’s Secret Service.) Only to be used in the most desperate circumstances. Apparently, this does not count.<\/p>\n My. One is thirsty. Where is one’s husband when he is needed? <\/p>\n Margaret Thatcher<\/a> was the UK Prime Minister, 4th May 1979\u00a0\u2013\u00a028th November 1990. \u00a0The following were all ministers during her tenure as PM.<\/p>\n The mad monk aka Sir Keith Joseph<\/a> was the so called power behind the throne in what came to be \u00a0 known as Thatcherism. Served as Secretary of State for Education and Science, and\u00a0Secretary of State for Industry.<\/p>\n Willie Whitelaw<\/a> served as Deputy Prime Minister and Home Secretary.<\/p>\n Geoffrey Howe<\/a> served as Deputy Prime Minister, Home Secretary, Chancellor of the Exchequer, and Secretary of State for Foreign and Commonwealth Affairs.<\/p>\n Norman Tebbit<\/a> infamously told the unemployed of the north of England they should get on \u00a0 their bikes and go south to look for work. Served as Secretary of State for Employment,\u00a0and Secretary of State for Trade and Industry.<\/p>\n Michael Heseltine<\/a>‘s challenge for leadership of the Conservative party helped oust Margaret \u00a0 Thatcher and led to John Major becoming Prime Minister. Served as Secretary of State for Defence, and Secretary of State for the Environment.<\/p>\n Cecil Parkinso<\/a>n served as Secretary of State for Energy, Secretary of State for Trade and Industry, and Secretary of State for Transport.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Head Girl by Susan Gilbert, September 2010 They are a rambunctious rabble, gathered at one’s table. One wonders if one has the mix right? Geoffrey seems to have knuckled under one’s latest diktat, even if he’s gone all Brussels on … Continue reading
\ngathered at one’s table.
\nOne wonders if one has the mix right?<\/p>\n
\neven if he’s gone all Brussels on one.<\/p>\n
\nSnooze inducing. The sensible wet side,
\nbalanced by the mad monk, to one’s far right.<\/p>\n
\nMaybe someone stole his bicycle?
\nWords will be had.<\/p>\n
\nAll it needs is a good brushing, stroking, teasing, petting.
\nOne might wind one’s fingers around those long luscious locks.<\/p>\n
\nA cuppa would go down right well about now.<\/p>\n