Duplicity

Duplicity

The three black cars drew up outside Number 10. Doors opened on ones in front and rear and plainclothes policemen rapidly deployed to take control. The crowds were safely cordoned off behind the barriers. The scene was set.

A police chief opened the door for Mrs Thatcher to emerge from the middle car.

She stood looking radiant in her light blue suit, beamed happily and waved towards the crowds. Her husband, Dennis, joined her and quietly slipped into the background.

Mrs Thatcher approached the microphones for an impromptu speech prior to taking up her role as Prime Minister and entering Number 10 for the first time.

She made what some consider to be her greatest speech:

‘It is the greatest honour that can come to any citizen in a democracy. I know full well the responsibility that awaits me as I enter the door of Number 10.’

‘And I will strive unceasingly to try to fulfil the trust and confidence that the British people have placed in me – and the things in which I believe.’

‘And I would just like to remember some words of St. Francis of Assisi which I think are really just particularly apt at this moment.’

‘Where there is discord may we bring harmony.’

‘Where there is error may we bring truth.’

‘Where there is doubt may we bring faith.’

‘Where there is despair may we bring hope.’

After giving her speech Mrs Thatcher triumphantly entered Number 10 with a last wave to the crowd.

 

I sat in the back of the car with Dennis alongside me as we drew up outside Number 10. I knew what I was going to say. I had been planning how we were going to take down the Unions with Nick Ridley, There were bloody times ahead. We’d decided on the miners as the softest target. We were going to give them hell and break the unions for ever. We’d destroy them. We had it all planned. They were in for the fight of their lives. But now was not the time to talk about that. There’d be plenty of time for that later.

I was feeling great. A 43 seat majority. I’d shown the bastards, the doubters. I could do what I liked and nobody could stop me – not the wets or damn Callaghan.

I looked out of the car as a police chief opened the door for me.

I stood there feeling jubilant and waved to the crowd.

I’d show those creatures who was boss. It was time to go for the jugular and destroy the opposition. Among the cheers I heard the boos and they lifted me. They’d soon be rueing that. I’d show them that I was no weak woman. The first female Prime Minister and I had more balls than the lot of them. They soon find that out.

But now was the time for sweetness and light. Today was about throwing them off the scent. Keep your powder dry. Confuse them.

I walked up to the microphones with a smile on my face.

‘It is the greatest honour that can come to any citizen in a democracy. I know full well the responsibility that awaits me as I enter the door of Number 10.’

That would show those damn wets in the Party who had belittled me as a woman. I’d show them what a woman could do.

‘And I will strive unceasingly to try to fulfil the trust and confidence that the British people have placed in me – and the things in which I believe.’

At least the ones who’d voted for me. I’d make them cheer as we crush Labour and those damn unions. I’ll make Britain great again – on my terms.

‘And I would just like to remember some words of St. Francis of Assisi which I think are really just particularly apt at this moment.’

They can howl all they like – they’ll soon be screaming with rage. Nicholas and me will rip the blighters to pieces. They think they’re angry now – just wait until I’m through with them!

‘Where there is discord may we bring harmony.’

Like bloody hell! I can’t wait!

‘Where there is error may we bring truth.’

My truth! I’ll destroy their power! My truth will be the only truth!

‘Where there is doubt may we bring faith.’

The faithful will be rewarded. I will win this class war and put them in their place for ever!

‘Where there is despair may we bring hope.’

Yes! I will give hope to the people I serve. They will never be challenged by those obnoxious people again! They will have what they want and the upstarts will be put back in their place!

With that I strode triumphantly to the door of Number 10. Waved once more and walked inside to begin the war.

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