Maggie DID have a flaw!

LIKE most Tories of his generation, my husband regards Margaret Thatcher with a certain reverence.

But I’m trying to imagine the look on his face if I served him her 1975 recipe for her ‘Mystery Starter’.

Two packets of Philadelphia blended with a tin of beef consomme, spiced up with a pinch of curry powder.

Similar, I should imagine, to the look that greeted my recent suggestion of an omelette for supper: horror, followed by a swift telephone call to our local Turkish takeaway.