Outside, it was a dark winter night. The Iron Lady looked at all the notes scattered on her mahogany table. Everything she had attempted to separate her country from a bigger union was fruitless. Initially, she thought it was the chauvinism of her male-colleagues. Now, a noted scholar, across Atlantic coined it “The Malign Incompetence of the British Ruling Class,” additionally opining “who drew borders from India to Ireland getting a taste of their own medicine.”
She looked at the picture of a former Iron Lady on wall, murmuring “What she could have done?”
A nearby church-bell announced midnight.
She looked at the picture of a former Iron Lady on wall, murmuring “What she could have done?”
A nearby church-bell announced midnight.
