She doesn't care what you think. I don't care, I'm still going.

The crowds thinned after the procession had passed: there was nothing more to see.

When thoſe renoumed noble Peres of Greece, / thrugh ſtubborn pride amongſt theſelues did iar / forgetfull of the famous golden fleece, / then Orpheus with his harp theyr ſtrife did bar.

The lawyer and twice-divorced mother of three had presented herself as the modern face of her party, trying to strip it of unsavoury overtones after her father's convictions for saying the Nazi occupation of France was not particularly inhumane.