Self-styled Iron Lady and wife of Dennis squares up to bespeckled egg and Yoda cousin Ghandi. Not lacking in confidence, our Maggie would be ferocious in a scrap. Poor Mr G, who gets floored by the first blur of fury and things only get worse. Protesting about the futility of violence cooks no breakfast with Mrs T, who doesn't stop kicking once Ghandi hits the deck.
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