Rejoicing? I don't think so.

The Thatcher History

1975 – She won the Leadership

1979 – She became PM

1981 – She slashed public spending

1982 – She fought and won an unjust war

1984 – She destroyed our industrial communities

1986 – She sold our press to Murdoch

1987 – She demonised homosexuality

1988 – She ruined our relationship with Europe

1990 – She retired, with tears but good grace

2013 – She died in luxury at the Ritz Hotel

 

She won. We lost.

Why are we “rejoicing”? 

Feet that need washing

If washing feet means paying attention then, if ever there were feet that needed washing, they were these.

This afternoon I arrived in a city in the north east for an Easter sojurn. Within minutes of updating my Facebook status lauding the cheapness of the beer, a thirteen year old boy was carried passed me insensible with drink.

Outside the Golden Pearl restaurant he collapsed, unconscious, and in need of an ambulance. His friends tell me he was celebrating the end of term.

I resisted the temptation to try to wash his feet as a Facebook photo-opportunity. But. Ye Gods. May we all wash the feet of our young folk before they all end up like this.