In 1989 I came home from school and asked where my dad was and her answer was "he's gone to Berlin to get you a piece of wall". I didn't really get it all, but I stil have the piece of wall.
The following year though, I recallthe dying days of Margaret Thatcher's premiership.
A few days before she was persuaded to step down she went to Paris to see Mitterand (I think) and anyway there was a scene with John Sargeant in a very warm looking hat (it was snowing) waiting for her to come out and whoever was in the studio had to point out to him that she was coming out just behind him. I remember that surprisingly vividly.
for years before that I remember my parents (both teachers) ranting about her on an almost daily basis