Memo to Mrs Trump: In future, don’t open Donald Junior’s mail!

ONE doesn’t like to laugh at the misfortunes of others (actually that’s a lie, one totally does). A Trump though, any Trump, is commonly agreed to be fair game.

Of course it’s possible to feel a little sorry for Vanessa Trump, right, wife of Donald Junior, who had an anthrax scare this week. Only up to a point though.

Vanessa is a former fashion model who bagged her biggame-hunting chinless halfwit millionaire husband in 2005, and has five children with him.

So this is a marriage that has somehow, inexplicably, managed to survive for 12 years despite one party not being allowed any privacy.

On Tuesday morning, Vanessa was taken to hospital after opening an envelope containing white powder.

Not unreasonably, she had persuaded herself that it was anthrax and, being evidently a suggestible sort of person, even went so far as to experience coughing and nausea afterwards.

The letter did not contain anthrax, however. More to the point, the letter was not addressed to Vanessa. It was addressed to Donald Trump Junior.

Perhaps someone – not looking at anyone in particular – thought a tablespoon of plain flour would go a long way towards breaking Vanessa of the habit of opening other people’s mail.