Blaise Tapp: A far cry from tolerance one should expect

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As one pedals relentlessly through life it is vital to take stock once in awhile just to make sure you don't go over the handlebars.

The tactic I use to ensure that I have not veered completely off course is to ask myself what others would do when faced with a similar predicament. These human benchmarks are almost always people who I would consider playing dead to avoid: UKIP members, Big Brother contestants, anyone with a tattooed face and Southampton supporters.

My rule is to do exactly the opposite to them and, generally speaking, it should mean that I keep my nose clean. In the past few months there has only one person who I have needed to hold a mirror up to – the man who stands a very real chance of becoming the leader of the free world, Donald Trump.

He may be a billionaire with his own private jet and millions of adoring, if not slightly deranged, supporters but with his every utterance I become more and more convinced that we are from different planets.