Just sit back and enjoy Trumpshow

I was walking through the car park towards my car when I saw Donald Trump. Well no, not really. It was a grey Transit van.

But the thing was, it was parked in the lane that runs between the rows of parking bays – the “road”, if you will – rather than in a bay.

I could see how it had happened. It was early morning and the car park was fairly empty so there were few cars to give an accurate guide to where the bays stopped and the bit for driving on started.

The driver had just got it wrong, thereby knocking the entire carefully-worked-out car park plan skew-whiff, while he sat in a café hardening his arteries.

It could happen to any of us. But today this guy had done it, so that was brilliant. Someone had made a complete potato of themselves and it wasn’t me. I couldn’t have been happier. At this moment I wasn’t the stupidest person in the place.

As I got into my car, another bloke came walking up. Was this the driver? Might I witness his humiliation as realisation dawned and shame descended? Could I really be that lucky?

No. A smile flickered as he sized

We can’t believe what they’ve done but at least it’s not us...

up the situation then turned towards his own, properly-parked, car. He grinned as he caught sight of me and I grinned back and we lifted our eyebrows to acknowledge that we were part of a superior brotherhood, both in a position to enjoy someone else’s cock-up.

Not very nice, but that’s human nature. And it’s pretty much how we on this side of the Atlantic view the presidency of Donald Trump.

We can’t believe what they’ve done but at least it’s not us so we can enjoy spectating.

The Germans have a word for it, but what with Brexit I’m not sure I’m allowed to use it. Meanwhile, back in the car park I mused that this wouldn’t have been so enjoyable if van man had blocked me in.

Next moment an Austin Healey pulled into the bay in front of me and out slid a slippery cove in a velvet-collared coat.

Nigel Farage! Curse him! I’d have to reverse out.

But then a Hillman Imp stopped behind me, a woman got out and ran off. Hoi, Sturgeon, come back!

Somewhere, an American laughed...