The day that Thatcher died

F*ck the pseudo-socialists that can afford to shed a tear over pan-seared salmon on a bed of rocket. I will be raising a glass of Drambuie to Thatcher tonight, I may even follow it up with a sweet British sherry, while gloating over my free toy motorcycle from the Poll Tax Riots. Most of you kids would have filled you nappies when faced with 40 coppers in full riot gear.

I digress but one funny incident I do remember was a bunch of Chelsea supporters turning up out of nowhere and facing off the coppers. The fans all linked arms to form a human wall and stood their ground while the coppers advanced. Bear in mind when I joined the march with a few other mates heading into Trafalgar Sq. it was all really peaceful, families, kids, just a quiet march. When we stopped at Trafalgar Sq. and the police started to wade in it all kicked off, it really was a free-for-all.

You went and stole stuff. You are a cunt of the highest order.

You might like to think some of us lived in the North during this.