Iron Lady

Went for a Friday night roller blade ride, took me down the Champs Elysées. A crowd blocked the way, I thought it must be a street performer, but on approaching I saw they were massed in front of a cinema, and there was a cordon leading from the doors with cops in attendance, obviously awaiting the arrival of a limo with some screen celeb (maybe Ms Streep herself) for the Paris premiere of La Dame de Fer, as it's billed over here. Since I came upon it by surprise, and was skating downhill, it was only the rear of the queue that would have heard me when I yelled "Thatcher is a twat!". Completely unpremeditated, a kind of Tourette's reaction. Then the next song on the earpieces came on: "Up against the Wall" by the Tom Robinson Band. Moments like that are very special.