I was at work in a small office in Sutton on 22nd November 1990. It was a busy place and the people upstairs worked with the Radio on as background noise. Natalie shouted “She’s Gone!” and we all knew exactly what she was referring to.
Not exactly a JFK or Diana moment, but one I remember very clearly. Margaret Thatcher’s time as PM had ended after 11 and a half years.
She had been under pressure for a few weeks but you felt that she would belligerently tough it out. In a Brian Walden interview not long before this – she seemed invincible, at the height of her powers. Even when she had descended the steps in Paris (completely intentionally) to interrupt John Sargent’s live piece to camera on the BBC news a few evenings earlier – the message was one of defiance and cheerful resolve to get through. It wasn’t to be.
When John Major took over and announced that he had accepted the job as PM, Thatcher’s silhouette could be seen from a window at No 10.
It felt like a moment of great importance but we had pretty much more of the same for another 7 years. We weren’t to know this at the time, of course.
What are your memories of that time?