Ah, Bernard Ingham, with your eyebrows to rival the one-time Archbishop of Eyebrow-bury Rowan Williams. Sadly, you haven’t his touch for understanding. Nor, really, do you have the political relevance of your fellow Thatcher bigwigs like Lord Lawson and Lord Tebbit.
But that hasn’t stopped it, has it? No, you’re still there, still plugging away, still determined to kick down the north just as you did in office. Credit to you, on the one hand.
But on the other, go away.