I’ve been digging through my archives, which means opening the bench thing in the living room and hauling out all my old columns. Hard copies. 9 and a half years worth. Two per week. We can barely move the bench. Anyway. I’ve trying to put them together for a couple of ‘best of’ books (comment now, or forever hold your peace), but I also keep things I clip just because. And I’d nearly forgotten about Margaret. I love this obituary so much. So, so much. So much I kept it, and now will share with you. I know, I know, it’s long. but read every word. It took someone – I’m guessing Margaret (I’m not guessing; it was Margaret) a loooooong time to write this. It is spectacular. I debated blacking out names, but it was published in the Spectator, and frankly, it’s too awesome to muck with. Click on it to make it readable; I had to smunch it down to get it to load.