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Chapters (65)
  1. Cover
  2. Praise for the previous work of
  3. Dedication
  4. Epigraph
  5. 24 April 2018
  6. Part 1: Subject
  7. 15 June 1968
  8. 20 June 1968
  9. July 1968
  10. 2 February 2018
  11. Part 2: Light
  12. 20 November 1970
  13. 20 November 1970
  14. 21 November 1970
  15. November 1970
  16. 19 February 2018
  17. Part 3: Focus
  18. 15 April 1977
  19. 18 April 1977
  20. 15 May 1977
  21. July 1977
  22. 26 February 2018
  23. 8 March 2018
  24. 8 March 2018
  25. Part 4: Distance
  26. 15 May 1979
  27. 15 May 1979
  28. 16 May 1979
  29. June 1979
  30. 29 March 2018
  31. 29 March 2018
  32. 27 March 2018
  33. Part 5: Movement
  34. 18 October 1981
  35. 10 April 2018
  36. 18 October 1981
  37. 10 April 2018
  38. 18 October 1981
  39. 10 April 2018
  40. 18 October 1981
  41. 10 April 2018
  42. 10 April 2018
  43. 18 October 1981
  44. 10 April 2018
  45. October 1981
  46. Part 6: Exposure
  47. July 1984
  48. 5 September 1984
  49. 24 April 2018
  50. 25 April 2018
  51. Part 7: Developing
  52. 26 April 2018
  53. Vee, in the lost place, 1984
  54. 26 April 2018
  55. Epilogue
  56. 5 February 2019
  57. Author’s Note
  58. Acknowledgements
  59. Letter from Author
  60. Stephanie Butland’s Readers’ Club
  61. For your Reading Group
  62. For discussion
  63. Select bibliography
  64. About the author
  65. Also by Stephanie Butland

And not because I’m a witch, or have that ‘feminine intuition’ that is one of the many crocks of crap that is talked about women, who have been socialised to notice everything in order to be compliant and stay out of trouble.

I know what you’re thinking because you and I have been in touch for many years, now, and I know how your mind works.

You’re thinking: ‘A female prime minister! Finally, something that will please Leonie Barratt! She’s been nagging and moaning about equality of opportunity for all these years and now she’s got it. Even Leonie cannot argue with a female prime minister.’

Well, John, you’re wrong. You don’t know my mind as well as I know yours.

I’m not pleased.

Except in one respect. We do have a woman representing the country. That’s a good thing, even if it is way overdue.

But really, that’s all I can get excited about.

Let’s put aside the fact that this is worthy of comment – that ‘female PM’ is being trumpeted left, right and centre, because it’s an exception (a first in Europe, too), and that’s the opposite of how it should be. Prime Minister is a job in which what you’re keeping in your underwear is irrelevant.

Let’s ignore the symbolism and talk about the person.

We already know the cut of Mrs Thatcher’s jib. We know she is a Milk Snatcher. (Although I do wonder, if she was a man, whether she would have a more manly soubriquet. Plot Hatcher? Cash Catcher?) She talks about economics in the guise of a humble housewife. I’ve heard she flirts her way to getting what she wants. She can only be a female PM by making sure no one forgets she’s a woman. And that’s the opposite of equality.

I’m seeing magazine articles about her being a mother and ‘juggling’ career and family life. I’m seeing questions in interviews about the dynamics of her marriage. Did we have those articles about Ted Heath? Funnily enough, we didn’t. I’m going to stick my neck out and guess that, if the next PM is a man, he won’t be bothered by these questions, either.

So although a female prime minister may, at first sight, be a good thing, John, let’s not forget: while we spend time talking about what she wears, how she manages her family, and any other damn thing we did not discuss about Heath and don’t consider when it comes to Jimmy Carter, we do not have equality.

While a woman in power has to coerce, cajole and flirt behind the scenes to get her way, we do not have equality.

While women are expected to show their power by behaving like men in public, we do not have equality.