Choices Choices

So, Margaret Thatcher died today. A day of joyous celebration around Scotland with parties and fireworks in Glasgow as the announcement was made. I know I'm supposed to dislike her, but I am still human and realise there is still a family that will mourn her death. To be completely honest, I'm not entirely sure I'm old enough to know why I should 'hate' her so much. Sure not for simply 'snatching milk?'.

She is still the most iconic 'spitting image' character in my mind.

I was out to take some photographs on lunch, and when looking back over them, this is the one that stood out. We've all been there?