maggie thatcher is getting better.
that feels me with great sadness.
i am sure that the old biddy is just hanging on because she now knows that in austerity britain her state funeral will consist of a packet of stale crisps, cheap cider and a party popper. (even that is too much for her).
but have no fear maggie, when you pop your clogs, i shall crack open a bottle of bubbly to celebr.... er... i mean toast, oh fuck it i mean celebrate your passing.