As I am working next week and won't be able to go up to Trafalgar Square to grieve, I post my own tribute to the passing of Margaret by offering you this song by another Great Woman of the 20th Century. One who sadly was not given a full State Funeral either.
Toujours le bon gout on this blog, Archy. None of your dingdong stuff.
I find something rather sad in dying a natural death at The Ritz. If was given that unlikely opportunity I would like to go like Mr Creosote or at least be be shot by one of a dozen drunken and drug crazed floozies after an all night party. But perhaps something like that was the actual fact, the truth well covered up. I would like to think so.