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Poor Harper Seven Beckham, Having To Live With That Name All Her Life. It's The Boy Named Sue Syndrome; At The Very Least It Will Toughen Her Up.

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 Know Of No Wars Started By Anyone To Impose Lack Of Religion On Someone Else.

The Nanny Seemed To Be Extinct Until 1975, When, Like The Coelacanth, She Suddenly And Unexpectedly Reappeared In The Shape Of Margaret Thatcher.

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.