Rake
I mentioned this true story to Lola and realised that I haven’t recorded it here.
Last year I was in some redneck part of the USA for a conference. At a dinner I was asked that dreadful question by an American:
“So, what do you think of Donald Trump?”
Channeling my inner Rake…
“Who?”
“The President of the United States of America.”
“Sorry mate, don’t do American politics.”
