February 8, 2011

La Streep as La Thatch.
The pearls! The hair! The iron fist!
The Telegraph has more on the Margaret Thatcher biopic “The Iron Lady.”
Photo by Alex Bailey via Ebert’s Facebook page.
washingtonpoststyle via edatrix

Finally! I’ve been waiting for a Thatcher biopic to come along, and now it is finally on its way. Why do I care? Next month marks the Fifteenth Anniversary of Margaret Thatcher being the first ever guest of my parents’ Bed and Breakfast.
I have a lot of stories from those four days - stories involving Scotland Yard, untended fireplaces, senile Sir Dennis, expensive scotch, and more - but my favorite is her entrance because it is the only one that involves me directly. My mother and father were standing behind the front door as it swung open, so at fifteen years old I was the first to greet Thatcher as she entered the inn. She grabbed my hand, shook it vigorously, and asked me if it was always so cold in Missouri. Uncharacteristically, I clammed up. Sensing I was a jelly-legged moron, she looked to my father for the answer and she moved on. End story.

La Streep as La Thatch.

The pearls! The hair! The iron fist!

The Telegraph has more on the Margaret Thatcher biopic “The Iron Lady.”

Photo by Alex Bailey via Ebert’s Facebook page.

washingtonpoststyle via edatrix

Finally! I’ve been waiting for a Thatcher biopic to come along, and now it is finally on its way. Why do I care? Next month marks the Fifteenth Anniversary of Margaret Thatcher being the first ever guest of my parents’ Bed and Breakfast.

I have a lot of stories from those four days - stories involving Scotland Yard, untended fireplaces, senile Sir Dennis, expensive scotch, and more - but my favorite is her entrance because it is the only one that involves me directly. My mother and father were standing behind the front door as it swung open, so at fifteen years old I was the first to greet Thatcher as she entered the inn. She grabbed my hand, shook it vigorously, and asked me if it was always so cold in Missouri. Uncharacteristically, I clammed up. Sensing I was a jelly-legged moron, she looked to my father for the answer and she moved on. End story.

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