Am not sure this is the right thread, but yes I am a great fan of Thatcher. I was outside St Paul’s for her funeral.
I can’t quite remember what changed me, in the 1980s, from centre right to rather right. (What is now called extreme probably, although incorrectly.)
Some of it will have been being in academia and seeing the tenured lefties stroll in for coffee at 11am, do an hour’s work, then have lunch, and then go off home again. While I, with an aspirational-class work ethic, would be putting in long hours.
Or it could have been the “high table” dinners at which the same lefties would try to show off and put others down. I quickly noticed that they were indistinguishable from each other, and that their non-academic guests were invariably more interesting than their hosts.
And while canvassing for the Conservatives for the 1987 election I found that you could tell which way a person would vote as soon as they opened their door/mouth. Well dressed and posh (and often tall) then it would be left wing. Poorer and less posh would be Conservative.