The revelation that seven of William's Hague's shadow cabinet are risking the wrath of Ann Widdecombe by admitting they once tried cannabis pales into insignificance when compared with the sordid drugs tale which emerged in our newsroom this week. For, in a revealing moment, our esteemed editor, Clive Beddall, admitted that he, and a couple of other trade worthies, "unwittingly" (oh, yeah?) once sampled LSD in a San Francisco nightspot. Apparently this disgraceful happening occurred during a Mace conference trip to 'Frisco back in the seventies. Wild horses won't persuade the ed to reveal the identities of his collaborators, but while he claims no ill effects, and hallucinated no more than usual, he admits to falling into a deep sleep during one of the conference sessions the next day. {{COUNTERPOINT }}