Whilst London, Surrey and the home counties blossomed under Margaret Thatcher's tenure as Prime Minister, South Wales was utterly destroyed by her iron will.
Many of you reading this article will have a very different perception of the 'Iron Lady' and her legacy to my own, but that is because I grew up living between the mining towns of Rhymney and Merthyr Tydfil.
Both my parents were Conservatives so my view of Thatcher is not based on a young child's exposure to his parent's anti-Thatcher rhetoric echoing across the dinner table, far from it.
I can honestly say that like many Welshmen I am glad that the mines are gone, I remember the miner's coughing up their lungs in my parent's pharmacy and delivering oxygen to them at home with my father.
It is all too easy to forget the lives claimed by the industrialisation of the Valleys.
The spectre of death hung over those coal towns and the fear of another mining disaster was embedded in every mother's heart so no, I am very glad that the mines are a thing of the past.
But Margaret Thatcher was not interested in the well being of the people of South Wales and her crusade to tackle the unions head on in vengeance for bringing down the previous Edward Heath government bordered on obsessive and communities across Wales were devastated in the wake of this obsession.
Have no doubt, Thatcher wanted the mines closed and, as previously stated, there was merit in this but how she went about it is the reason there have been celebrations up and down Wales since the news of her death.
Personally I will not celebrate or condone the celebration of someone's passing but neither will I condemn Thatcher's victims indulging in rejoicing her passing whilst they are still living with the consequences of her heartless destruction of their communities.
There was no proposed alternative employment for the miners and not a mention of a phased relocation from one industry to another, instead the message to the  miners was simple, take the redundancy money (if they were lucky) and get on your bike to look for work in a region where the primary industry had just been ripped out.
So the miners fought back only to be met by the Iron Lady's brutal fist resulting in one of the most shameful periods in British policing as miners were ruthlessly beaten back into submission.
I remember the father of a friend of mine being carried through the high street by his young sons covered in blood after taking beating by the police at a march. He was a proud and decent family man who raised two very fine boys however he never got over the events of the miner's strike and like many other former miners left on the scrap heap with no future, he drank himself to an early grave.
Marches and protests were not the only methods of rebellion against Thatcher's regime, the main weapon in the hands of the miners was strike action and the NUM eventually called for a national strike.
Communities pooled food and resources to keep the families of striking miners going and I remember tin can collections going from door to door and my school friends whose fathers were miners really did suffer, not just financially but from the stresses at home resulting from the strike.
However for some families it was all too hard and many marriages which had previously passed the test of time ended in 1984.
So out of desperation a few miner's broke the picket lines and this caused even further division within communities and many of those divisions still remain to this day as those that broke the strikes and their families were branded 'Scabs'.
The tensions surrounding the breaking of picket lines culminated in the death of taxi driver David Wilkie who, whilst taking two picket line breaking miners to work, was killed by two striking miners after they threw a concrete block from a footbridge onto his taxi.
And Wilkie was not the only one to lose his life as a result of these tensions.
Suicide rates, unemployment, crime, drug use and alcoholism all soared as a result of the closing of the mines and it was not just the miners who were affected.
Shops and businesses in mining towns across South Wales were boarded up as the wealth was removed from the area already reeling from a decline in heavy industry so the privatisation of British Steel was the end for the people of South Wales.
In ten years the valleys of South Wales had gone from a series of close community towns whose very identity was centred around the mines and heavy industry where you could leave your front door open without fear of being robbed, to a poverty stricken sickbed filled with the crime that goes hand in hand with the aforementioned poverty.
Back in the industrial revolution Merthyr Tydfil was the centre of the world and one could say with confidence it was the innovations taking place in South Wales iron production and mining  that gave birth to much of the modern world.
Margaret Thatcher took a people who contributed so much towards Britain's prosperity and unceremoniously destroyed their way of life and means of provision without replacement because it conflicted with her new vision of Britain as a world centre for financial services.
London and the South East became the focus of building this new financial services 'industry' in Britain whilst Wales (and the North of England) were left to rot.
All this was a long time ago but for the people of the South Wales Valleys the scars cut by Thatcher have not fully healed but the question remains who should pay for her funeral?
As you can imagine, many in South Wales are in uproar at the idea of the state funding her multi-million pound funeral but I think the funeral should be done in the spirit of Lady Thatcher herself.
By that I mean her family should be means tested for the funeral expenses.
The Falkland islanders, Londoners, Bankers, Parliamentary sycophants, opportunistic journalists  and inhabitants of the South East all have reason to cheer Lady Thatcher's funeral procession in another jingoistic flag waving day, but please do not expect the same response from the South Wales the valleys where the name 'Thatcher' is synonymous with pure evil.
I don't think  I can sum this up any better than the words of  the great Merthyr actor, Jonathan Owen.
Commenting on the passing Lady Thatcher, Owen said "she faded like an old bully from your school days into someone who sometimes clouds your dreams from another life time, someone who once dominated your life but is now a ghost."
Image provided by Chris Collins of the Margaret Thatcher Foundation (Margaret Thatcher Foundation) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons
Thank you for this article.
I'm a "Yank", btw.
I will copy below part of an email I sent to a Brit friend, who found the celebrations distasteful. It includes a link to the present article.
-As a reminder, I lived in Cambridge UK from 1975 to end of 1985. The
person I lived with for most of that time was Welshman from mining
town in South Wales, Merthyr Tydfil. From a mining family. A very
poor town. How Thatcher dealt with the unions, miner's unions
included, devastated mining towns in south Wales, including Merthyr
Tydfil.
Thatcher destroyed South Wales and we will not forget
https://www.economicvoice.com/thatcher-destroyed-south-wales-and-we-will-not-forget/50036125#ixzz2Q69BnCq8
'Ding Dong! The Witch Is Dead' closer to number one spot as it reaches
midweek top ten following Margaret Thatcher's death
http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/music/news/ding-dong-the-witch-is-dead-closer-to-number-one-spot-as-it-reaches-midweek-top-ten-following-margaret-thatchers-death-8566042.html
As I said in chat, before I read the Independent article, the song came to mind.
I can give no accolades for Thatcher. The outburst of celebration
might seem horrible and distasteful to some, but having lived through
that time in Britain, I can quite understand it.
—
p.s. fwiw, I am an academic, as was my Welshman. He was the first student/ person from Merthyr ever to be accepted to University (Cambridge).
I thought your article was excellent. ty.
Apologies for the repeated comments I've made, but this part of what you said in your article was so spot on and correct.
~~Suicide rates, unemployment, crime, drug use and alcoholism all soared as a result of the closing of the mines and it was not just the miners who were affected.
Shops and businesses in mining towns across South Wales were boarded up as the wealth was removed from the area already reeling from a decline in heavy industry so the privatisation of British Steel was the end for the people of South Wales.
In ten years the valleys of South Wales had gone from a series of close community towns whose very identity was centred around the mines and heavy industry where you could leave your front door open without fear of being robbed, to a poverty stricken sickbed filled with the crime that goes hand in hand with the aforementioned poverty.~~
You're bitter because other people wouldn't pay for your inability to compete.
Look at Europe, Spain compared to Germany, the situation is analogous.
You weren't the only ones who had to change direction. I've been three different things and am looking for the next opportunity.
Adapt or die; bitter and twisted.
I come from the South East and believe me thatcher was a catastrophe for us too. I consider the day she came to power as the day I DIED. Just to name a few things;
Both my father and mysef lost our jobs (unconnected).
I saw our fun loving and creative environment turn into oppression.
I saw people change from happy to scared.
A relative who has MS experienced first hand the gargantuan decline in hospitals.
We saw young homeless people for the first time on our streets.
All this in a very short time. I still have not recovered from this trauma. I think the parties are a way of working through the pain that has been suppressed for so long ( because the Bliar gov continued with thatcherism). Hopefully with her death, people will start to voice what has been done to them and call for an undoing of thatcherism.
It will be a long hard struggle as is obvious with the media's whitewashing of the last day's events. There is the government media's version of history underneath which is a contrarian view bubbling, just like the cauldron of hell that hopefully awaited her.