It may be a thought to divert Mr Trump’s plane away from Heathrow and send him to Scotland. However, that would be to miss seeing the giant caricature balloon of himself.
Also, if he utters the word ‘football’, a word sacred to the English,, even if we eventually lost, he will whip up distaste from a whole nation. When we react to a national event, we are just as passionate as Mr. Trump.
So he laid into Angela Merkel’s German government today. She looked like she was trying not to laugh. Mr Trump must have got the wrong end of the stick. She dismissed his remarks, but gently as you would to a child in a paddy.
Time to put up those screens. We won’t be talking Trump; we’ll be celebrating the English team who gave us a semi-final to watch. It is the first time in 28 years and it seems that there will be a possible runner-up match on Saturday. Let them win something beyond memories and our supporters in Russia will thank them.
Congratulations to England; we loved it, but we lost it. Let’s keep cheering for them until Sunday. Of course then will be the culmination of Wimbledon and the ultimate in channel-hopping.
Have an exciting weekend.