You've got to love Miss Margaret Schofield because she herself does. And that's funny, because she's a tightly shut handbag of a lady; all those things inside will never out. A professional Miss, a woman to The Office born, all the world's insults are filtered through her pride and forgiveness, of herself first of all. ("We laughed," she recalls, time and again.) Then the final insult: Schofield, Margaret, Miss, in hospital, encounters the mystery eating away at her stomach, warming up St. Peter for a polite little chuckle. The indestructible Patricia Routledge is mistress of her character's every nuance in this riveting performance.