The apple of our ire

Max is always one to point out the pulchritude on offer in this world, but there’s one little darling he never mentions. Back in the day, when she was a ginger, or strawberry blonde if you prefer, Mrs T was a fine figure of a woman. While her 1980s blue rinse covered up the glory of her beauty as a redhead, husband Denis still had his pet name for the undyed PM front bottom: ‘Thatcher’s gold’. As a man who loves to get in cider, Max can no doubt appreciate the tribute paid here to Denis’s pet bush by the Somerset cider house, but Kentucky had another sign of appreciation. So here he is, giving two fingers for the Thatch snatch in our specially commissioned photo tribute.