THE scene: Edinburgh airport. A lass working for the British Board of Trade and assigned to quiz every 30th arriving passenger flips open her pad.
"What is the reason for your visit?"
"Business, politics, winning an election," replies the pink-cheeked gentleman.
"How long has your firm been in business?"
"Since the time of Benjamin Disraeli."
"What is your final destination?"
"No. 10 Downing Street."
Only then did she recognize Edward ("Ted") Heath, 53, leader of the Conservative Party and aspirant Prime Minister. Last week's Edinburgh encounter was symptomatic of the plight of Ted Heath and his...
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