IN A MAY 1988 diary column for the London Spectator, Charles Moore came clean: “I cannot wholly admire a woman who gave a job, however minor, to Mr Jeffrey Archer. I agree that this Government does not understand why universities matter. There are too many economists, sophists and calculators around, and not enough proper Tories.” The “woman” here is of course Margaret Thatcher, whose authorized biographer Moore was to become some eight years later. I have qutoted him here because his words remind us that, as Edward Heath, Arthur Scargill, and even Ronald Reagan were to learn, with Mrs. Thatcher all bets are off. Even the man who would one day be chosen to chronicle her life once had his doubts about her.
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