I have been asked to write a few words about the funeral of Margaret Thatcher.
The service was Christian, emotional and beautifully executed. The hymns were well known and sung with enthusiasm. The readings were well done by her granddaughter and the Prime Minister. The Bishop of London gave a great address, as he sought to square the dead lady’s wishes for no eulogies with the need of all watching to hear something of Margaret’s life and personality.
For me the greatest pleasure came from the support of so many who turned out to line the streets, and who clapped and spoke of her life and work.
I found it a profoundly moving experience. There in the cathedral were friends and opponents, contemporaries and people who never worked with her or knew her, united in a common wish to recognise her achievement as the first woman Prime Minister, the three times election winner, the valiant warrior for freedom who helped create the conditions for the liberation of Eastern Europe.