The kids we're working with are exactly the age I was when Blair was elected. We asked them what they thought about Blair. "Iraq", they said.
They were born a year or two into Blair's first term, just as I was born a year or two into Thatcher's. We asked them what they thought about Thatcher.
"I don't know, but I know I don't like her."
"She's the baddie."
In seventeen years' time, I imagine them talking to 2032's seventeen-year-olds in their turn and I wonder who they'll be talking about. Who will bestride the political world to come. To the people born this week, Thatcher will be as distant as Wilson is from me; Blair as remote as Thatcher is from today's teenagers.
We asked them what they thought about Ed Miliband. "He's really sweet", they said.
(One of them had drawn a picture, as part of the #milifandom trend, depicting Ed as Ser Loras, the knight of flowers from Game of Thrones.)
Will the seventeen-year-olds born tomorrow still think Ed Miliband is really sweet? It seems more likely that they'll have never heard of him.