There’s a story out there today, and it’s an illustration of how things happen, how things are said and reported. This is preposterous, and I have personal knowledge of this. Now, this story appears in the New York Daily News, and the headline is: “Margaret Thatcher Won’t Meet with Sarah Palin During Her Trip to London, En Route to Sudan: Report — Margaret Thatcher, the former U.K. Prime Minister — and heroine of the former Alaska governor — has no interest in meeting the ‘nuts’ potential presidential candidate, Thatcher aides tell British media. Palin recently revealed that she’ll make a stop in London en route to Sudan this summer. ‘I am just hoping Mrs. Thatcher is well enough to see me as I so admire her,’ the Tea Party favorite told Britain’s Sunday Times.

“But the feeling isn’t mutual. ‘Lady Thatcher will not be seeing Sarah Palin. That would be belittling for Margaret. Sarah Palin is nuts,’ a source told the Guardian. An aide told the Independent that the 86-year-old conservative rarely makes public appearances due to her declining health. ‘Nowadays, the Lady rarely meets people at all,’ the aide said. ‘If a meeting went ahead, it would be very much low-key, and would very much depend on how things were on the day. We don’t make firm appointments for this sort of meeting.'”

Now, personal disclosure here, I happen to know Margaret Thatcher. I happen to know her pretty well. I haven’t talked to her in years, but I’ve known her for years. And I got to know her very well through some mutual friends of mine here in Palm Beach, Florida, Stanley and Gay Gaines, who are very close friends of hers. I have driven Lady Thatcher around golf courses. We were out in Vail, Colorado, in Ego Springs. It’s actually Eagle Springs but we call it Ego Springs, Colorado. The Gaines had a home out there at one time and we’d go out in the summertime now and then, play golf, and Lady Thatcher and her husband, Sir Denis were guests a number of times, for a week, long weekends. And I remember Lady Thatcher wanted to see the golf course, so we grabbed a golf cart, she was always dressed to the nines each and every day, was wearing a dress, we got in the golf cart and I drove all 18 holes on the cart path, never went on the course but just showed her every hole.

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