The Inimitable Sir Denis... (Part-II)

Author's Note: You can read the 1st part of this post titled "The Inimitable Sir Denis... (Part-I)": HERE.

His wife may occasionally, however, have found some of his quips difficult to take. Once, asked by a stranger during the Thatcher era (she was the PM for over 11 years) what his wife did, he replied: "She has a temporary job." It summed up his wry, dry attitude to political life in a nutshell. Thatcher refused press interviews and only made brief speeches. When he did speak to the press, he called Margaret "The Boss".

His twins - The Hon. Carol Thatcher and her twin brother, Sir Mark Thatcher, Bt, were born six weeks prematurely in 1953. According to Thatcher, Denis Thatcher responded to seeing his offspring for the first time; "My god, they look like rabbits. Put them back." Carol studied law at University College London before moving to Australia in 1977 to begin a journalism career. While there, her mother was elected Prime Minister. Thatcher has said; "You need quite good shock absorbers and a sense of humour to be the Prime Minister's child." Mark's business dealings at the time that his mother was the Prime Minister were the subject of much press attention... and embarrassments.

If you think that the popular adage "Behind every sucessful man there is a woman" cannot undergo a role reversal... think again. Sir Denis was known as an irreverent, good-natured man with a talent for friendship. Margaret Thatcher often acknowledged her husband's support. In her autobiography ("The Downing Street Years") she wrote: "I could never have been Prime Minister for more than 11 years without Denis by my side." Lady Thatcher paid tribute to Denis (in her autobiography), saying he was a "fund of shrewd advice and penetrating comment". He saw his role as helping her survive the stress of the job, when he urged her to resign on the 10th anniversary of her becoming Prime Minister, in 1989, sensing that otherwise she would be forced out (it happened a year later) - "I think she was ready to go. Not to be kicked out. Go at the top. Undefeated."

Mrs Thatcher had seemed unbeatable at home and unassailable abroad. She could have accepted being voted out of 10 Downing Street through a ballot box, as Winston Churchill had been in 1945. What she could not stomach was the reprehensible betrayal by her own Conservative colleagues who, in a secret conclave, voted her out of a job she could do better than all of them put together. Perhaps she had said as much to them, once too often. Initially, undaunted by the erosion of their support, she told reporters waiting outside No. 10 Downing Street: "I fight on, I fight to win." Inside, she gave in when her husband - Denis - told her what he thought. The advice Denis Thatcher gave to his prime minister wife? Mrs Thatcher recalled that moment of truth: "Affection never blunted honesty between us. His advice was that I should withdraw. 'Don't go on, love,' he said." She resigned on November 22, to preserve "the unity of the party and the prospects of victory in a general election."

Denis Thatcher's one public interview, which took place in October 2002, was released as a DVD, 'Married to Maggie', after his death. In it he called John Major a ghastly Prime Minister and said it would have been a good thing if Major had lost the 1992 general election. "It would have been a very, very good thing if the next election after Margaret went we had lost." He also said he thought his wife was the best Prime Minister since Churchill. "The whole of the situation of the Conservative Party today springs from that night when they dismissed the best prime minister the country had had since Churchill." He further added, "More people deserted our party and we have never recovered."

Interestingly, Margaret Thatcher had been a kind of mentor to Benazir Bhutto. While Benazir was at Oxford, she was invited to tea by Mrs. Thatcher, who was then the Opposition leader in the House of Commons, and was returning her father's hospitality. Despite their age difference, the two women had much in common, and became fast friends. They were brought even closer together when they were both Prime Ministers, and they consulted frequently on their scrambler telephones, sometimes planning common strategy, sometimes charting the political downfall of a common foe.

Well known journalist Mary Anne Weaver asked Benazir one morning (during the course of an interview), as they sipped coffee in the later's Karachi sitting room, what the basis of her friendship with Lady Thatcher was.

"Oh, I'm very fond of her," she said, perking up immediately. "Of course, she did many things that I can't defend: her cuts in health and education, for example. But privatization, in the Thatcher sense, was innovative. I admire it enormously. And she has political conviction; she's not an opportunist, and she doesn't test the wind. She goes where she wants to go. I admire her single-mindedness. It's far better to have firm convictions than to study the Gallup Polls. And she's got tremendous courage. I remember the Falklands War. There were many who felt she was foolhardy. The Falklands were far away, small, unknown. But she fought for them, as some women wouldn't have had the courage to do. And with Bosnia, again, I admired the way she spoke out; that's leadership. I can't bear smoke-filled rooms and weaselly politics."

The two women had met over scones and tea sandwiches at the Dorchester Hotel one afternoon, when the power struggle between the President and the Prime Minister (in Pak) was assuming a threatening form. Benazir (then the Opposition leader) briefed Lady Thatcher, and asked her, "What should I do?" "Side with neither of them," Lady Thatcher advised. "They will use you and dump you. Let them fight it out and bleed each other."

And that is exactly what they did.

Benazir idolised Lady Thatcher... apart from Joan of Arc of course. Her father (Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto) was never her role model, and all this talk of dynasty and inheritance - that of her father's party and personal qualities... is pure and unadulterated poppycock. Barely 24... just out of college... she had returned to Pakistan (a little over a week before the coup d'état by General Zia-ul-Haq... which overthrew her father's govt. The military later hanged him on trumped up/flimsy charges... in collusion with the judiciary) to join the diplomatic service, after 8 years of studies at Harvard and Oxford respectively. She did not have any formal training for a political role... and certainly did not learn politics from her father. She learnt politics and the art of survival in the snake pit of Pakistani politics entirely on her own... through trial and error... under the full glare of the media.

The party which is now headed by her son Bilawal and widower Asif Ali Zardari is essentially a matrilineal lineage (in a fiercely patriarchal, tribal and feudal society). The significance of her children taking on her name and her widower stating that he too wishes to be buried beside her (after his death) are immense too... in the Islamic context and not just vis-a-vis Pak and/or South Asia. She was a Rajput muslim woman (and a descendent of the great Salahuddin Ayyubi - also known as Saladin - from her mother's side) who in a deeply tribal, feudal, class and caste conscious Islamic society married a man outside her caste. That too someone who belonged to a 'lesser tribe' and is her social inferior. 'Zardari' means 'people with money' but they were originally camel herders. She retained her own name (her father's name) post marriage... and chose to be buried in her own family graveyard (that of her parents and forefathers) and not that of her husband's.

All these actions have far more significance... in the Islamic context... but is usually glossed over. Especially by the media... both foreign and domestic, who never tire of asking while rolling their collective eyes: 'How can she, a graduate of Harvard and Oxford settle for an arranged marriage?' Her life was unique and so has been her contributions and achievements. She was a woman who truely lived up to her name. An extraordinary, complex and fascinating woman... the like of whom the world will never see. Not for a very, very long time indeed. Much of the opposition and derision of Zardari stems from the fact that he draws his power from a larger-than-life woman rather than some 'macho' General, feudal lord, businessman/industrialist, Mir or Pir (hereditary saint.)

Both mentor and mentee have an orchid named after them. Dendrobium Margaret Thatcher (HERE) and Dendrobium Benazir Bhutto (HERE.) Apart from waxworks at Madame Tussauds, that is - displayed at the 'World Leaders' area. You can view them too: Maggie Thatcher (HERE) and Benazir Bhutto (HERE.) Last year... a new waxwork of German Chancellor Angela Merkel was unveiled here. She is only the fourth female leader to be unveiled in the section after former Indian prime minister Indira Gandhi, ex-British premier Margaret Thatcher and the late Benazir Bhutto, who governed Pakistan twice. Ms. Bhutto even has a sari named after her - the Benazir sari (made of special stitch named after her.) A photo of Mrs. Indira Gandhi and Ms. Bhutto in a saree... can be viewed: HERE.

Meanwhile, the current US Secretatry of State and the world's top diplomat Hillary Clinton is a self confessed Benazir fan. In her memoir "Living History" she described Benazir as "a brilliant and striking woman" and said... "Bhutto (Benazir) was the only celebrity I had ever stood behind a rope line to see."

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Note: Some info gathered, courtesy: Wikipedia, fotowhizz and brainyquote.

Benazir was also the President of the Oxford Union. She was the first Asian woman to be elected President of the Oxford Union, an elite debating society. In her heyday, she shared with Mrs Thatcher the compliment (?) of being "the only man in her cabinet."

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Often seen in the background while his wife attracted the attention, his consorts' motto was "always present, never there". (Pic courtesy: Link)

The Inimitable Sir Denis... (Part-I)

Major Sir Denis Thatcher, 1st Baronet, MBE, TD (10 May 1915 – 26 June 2003) who died at the age of 88, was the ideal consort for the Iron Lady, Margaret Thatcher. An adaptable businessman with gentlemanly values, he did not take Westminster parochial politics seriously enough to embarrass or rival his wife, but was prepared to control his scepticism for the sake of a woman whom he always regarded as special without being in awe of.

When she became leader of the opposition in the late 70s, and the media besieged the family's Chelsea home, he was at his desk before nine the next morning, having commuted the usual 80 miles by car as though nothing had happened. It was not until he retired that his role as consort became a larger one and, even then, his non-executive directorships kept him busy.

Sir Denis was comfortable with himself, and able to deal with people in an emollient way. He never lost the grudging respect of satirists, who had him down as an entertainingly comic figure while sensing, on meeting him, that there was rather more to him than that. He certainly understood the unpredictability of crowds and their enthusiasm. Following his wife's final general election victory (her third election victory in 1987), she was roundly cheered. Whilst watching her wave to the cheering crowds outside Downing Street, Thatcher said quietly to their daughter Carol, "In a year's time she'll be so unpopular you won't believe it."

It took longer to happen (by 12-18 months), but his prediction was essentially correct. When Margaret Thatcher entered the leadership contest, having been challenged by Michael Heseltine, her husband predicted, long before anyone else, that she was "done for".

Nor was he afraid to get straight to the point when in royal circles. Once, the Duchess of York said to him: "Oh Denis, I do get an awful press, don't I?" He mimicked zipping his lips closed and replied: "Yes, ma'am: has it occurred to you to keep your mouth shut?"

His family were colonials, hailing from Wanganui, a coastal town in New Zealand, where there is a street named after them. His grandfather set up a firm producing weed-killer for railway tracks, the origin of the family fortune. At 28, his father settled in London to run a parent company, Atlas Preservatives. Sir Denis was born in Lewisham, south London, soon after the start of the first world war. At the age of eight, he was sent to boarding school in Bognor Regis, and at 13 he entered Mill Hill School, also as a boarder. Although he did not shine academically, he was good at cricket and rugby, and enjoyed attending the annual Duke of York camp with its "play the game" maxim.

In 1933, he left to join the family firm, which was by then dealing in paint and general chemicals. He was expected to work his way up from the bottom but, when put on the spot, would express himself with the sort of pungency for which he was to become well-known. As works manager, he went to Nazi Germany in 1937, and came back expressing the view that it was not a question of if war was coming, but when.

A Territorial army officer, he joined the 34th Searchlight regiment of the Royal Artillery, where his role was organisational, carrying out staff duties because of his bad eyesight. In 1945, promoted to Major and working from the British HQ at Marseilles, he organised the movement of thousands of Canadian troops from Italy to Belgium, and was awarded an MBE. He maintained that the army had taught him how to think as well as how to act, but the war marked his life in a way that was to remain a virtual secret for a generation.

In 1941, he met Margaret Kempson at an officers' tea dance: she bore a striking resemblance to a certain Margaret Roberts, who was to enter his life much later. They married in March 1942, never lived together because of the circumstances of the war, and were divorced in 1948, believing that they had nothing in common. Sir Denis was always reluctant to talk about the matter... he was so traumatised by the event. His two children only found out about his first marriage in February 1976... by chance, when the media revealed it.

He met Margaret Roberts (then a chemist and a newly-selected parliamentary candidate) at a dinner-dance, and was at first keener on her than she was on him. However, when he proposed to her in 1951, she accepted during the general election campaign, in which she reduced the Labour majority at Dartford by 1,000. After she had thanked her party workers at the count, he took the microphone to reveal that the candidate was to become his wife. They were married at the Methodist church in City Road, and spent their honeymoon in Portugal, Madeira and Paris, strange territory to her. It was an indication that his social and intellectual horizons had been wider than hers. Thatcher also financed his wife's training as a barrister and a home in Chelsea. In an interview with Kirsten Cubitt in early October 1970, he said, "I don't pretend that I'm anything but an honest-to-God right-winger - those are my views and I don't care who knows 'em."

There was something of the comic caricature in the fact that the birth of his twins, Mark and Carol, took him by surprise. He was watching a Test match at the Oval when they arrived early (15 August 1953)... delivered by Caesarean section. Both loved him greatly.

Sir Denis sold the family business when he was in his 50s. Eventually, much later, he retired - but as divisional director of planning and control at the Burmah Oil Company, which had taken over Castrol, the company that had bought his family business.

Being consort to the leader of the opposition, and then the prime minister, did not turn his life upside down, but it gave it a new visibility. He reacted by refusing all requests for interviews, and regarded journalists as "reptiles". Such indignation gave satirists something to work on. The "Dear Bill" letters in the Private Eye magazine, apparently penned by him to a golfing chum (Bill Deedes), gave author John Wells (along with Richard Ingrams) an opportunity to show Sir Denis as a figure of fun, but never contempt. The letters portrayed Denis Thatcher as a reactionary interested only in golf and gin. John Wells used the character portrayed in the letters, and created the stage play 'Anyone for Denis' (also shown on television). Thatcher started to play along — Ulster Unionist David Burnside recalled a reception in Blackpool "to which Sir Denis came along with his minder and declared: 'I don't know what reception I'm at, but for God's sake give me a gin and tonic'".

Behind the scenes, the real Sir Denis rarely offered political advice. When he did, he counselled that the Argentinians should be defeated, but not overly humiliated, in the Falklands campaign, because humiliation would make them more difficult to deal with in the future. Thatcher said that he wasn't sure where the Falkland Islands were until the invasion occurred in 1982. "I wasn't absolutely too sure where the Falklands was, and I didn't want to make a bloody fool of myself."

A decent man ("I hope I have never hurt anyone"), he was resourceful and disciplined, and worked quietly for many charities. He was, surely, one of the most tested, impressive and amusing consorts of all time, Prince Albert (husband of Queen Victoria of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland) not excluded. His baronetcy in 1990, for which that hereditary title was restored after a long obsolescence, was his public reward. The award was gazetted in February 1991 as Sir Denis Thatcher, 1st Baronet, of Scotney in the County of Kent. This meant that his wife was entitled to be called Lady Thatcher whilst retaining her seat in the House of Commons, and was also a hereditary title that was to be inherited by their son Mark... after Denis's death. It was the last British hereditary honour to be granted to anyone outside the royal family. However, Sir Denis Thatcher's wife was created a life peeress as Baroness Thatcher in her own right in 1992 after her retirement from the House of Commons. Often seen in the background while his wife attracted the attention, his consorts' motto was "always present, never there".

Please note: I did not compare Sir Denis with the 'Emperor of verbal Gaffes'... The Prince Philip, Duke of Edinburgh - Britain's longest-serving consort and the oldest serving partner of a reigning monarch. He is more in the league of another 'Monarch' with similar 'talents' - the peerless George W. Bush aka Dubyaman. The Duke had once famously complained, "I am nothing but a bloody amoeba. I am the only man in the country not allowed to give his name to his own children." This was after the then British Prime Minister Winston Churchill, advised the Queen to issue a royal proclamation declaring that the royal house was to remain known as the 'House of Windsor'... even after her marriage to Prince Philip. The Duke's Uncle, Louis Mountbatten, had advocated the name 'House of Mountbatten', as Elizabeth would typically have taken Philip's last name on marriage. And this did not go down well with Queen Mary, Elizabeth's paternal grandmother... who inturn informed Churchill. Only in 1960, after the death of Queen Mary and the resignation of Churchill, was an Order-in-Council issued that stated the surname of the male-line descendants of the Duke and the Queen who are not styled as Royal Highness, or titled as Prince or Princess, was to be Mountbatten-Windsor.

Incidentally, on 13 November 2009, rumours of Margaret Thatcher's death were erroneously circulated within the Canadian Government, after transport minister John Baird sent a text message announcing the death of his pet tabby called Thatcher. (Perhaps a certain 'perfectionist' Khan had taken a cue from this and christened his pet dog after the 'K,K,K,K... King of Hamming'... who also doubles up as the 'King of Promotions'.) However, the news was reported to Prime Minister Stephen Harper as the death of Baroness Thatcher, and almost caused a diplomatic incident between Canada and the United Kingdom. The electronic media was thus deprived of a platinum opportunity... to jack up their TRPs. What a pity! *sarcastic smile*

(Stay tuned...)

Footnote:

The term "Thatcherism" came to refer to Margaret Thatcher's policies as well as aspects of her ethical outlook and personal style, including moral absolutism, nationalism, interest in the individual, and an uncompromising approach to achieving political goals. American author Claire Berlinski, who wrote the biography There Is No Alternative: Why Margaret Thatcher Matters, argues repeatedly throughout the volume that it was this "Thatcherism", specifically her focus on economic reform, that set the United Kingdom on the path to recovery and long term growth.

Note: Some info gathered, courtesy: Wikipedia and the Guardian.

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The general election of 1983 saw Denis on the campaign trail once more (Pic courtesy: Link)