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Watching The Commons Tribute To Margaret Thatcher Was Like Being Suffocated Inside A Gigantic Sticky Toffee Pudding, But One With Nasty Bogeys Planted Inside. There Was Much Of The 'margaret Thatcher Who Was Lucky Enough To Know Me,' Especially From Her Own Side Of The House.

They're Called Virgin Trains Because They Don't Go All The Way.

I've Been Intrigued By 'le Monde' Ever Since Work Took Me To Paris Once, And I Noted That On A Day When There Was Some Huge Worldwide Story, The Paper Led Its Front Page On Some Cabinet Changes In Turkey. It Implied A Magnificent Disdain For The Quotidian Folderol Of Mere News.

I Think The Great Thing About Grandparents Is Seeing Another Home, Realising That People You Love Can Have Different Priorities, Different Diversions, Different Opinions And Lead Quite Different Lives From The Ones You See Every Day, And That Is Immensely Valuable.

I Also Learned To Play Fruit Ninja On An Ipad. It Is Quite Hypnotic, And I Hope One Day To Get Past 100 Points. I Remembered That David Cameron Admits To Being An Addict. I Wonder If It Helps Him In His Work. 'great, Just Destroyed A Pineapple! Reminds Me, Shall We Send Those Grenades To The Syrian Rebels?'