Give credit where it’s due to Edna Healey
The anecdotage in these columns about Denis Healey (Letters, passim) largely reflects his “bluff Yorkshireman” persona, which I always felt was mostly assumed for political purposes.It fails to give due credit to his equally remarkable wife, Edna, who, in her unassuming way, was his equal, perhaps in some ways more than his match, for intellect, energy and charm.
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