Just last week.
An escalator at Newcastle Airport wedged the first few yards of a thousand miles between a teary-eyed me and my teary-eyed daughter.
I was moving.
My feet weren’t.
And I didn’t look back.
So that Izobel didn’t see my tears through her tears.
I was flying to The Denmark.
Izobel thinks that all aeroplanes fly to The Denmark.
A conclusion that is not so strange considering she currently has information on just one aeroplane.
And just one destination.
Clearly, Izobel is incorrect.
But I do understand why, for the 20 minutes that I held her close before I left, she pointed at every aeroplane that took to the sky and cried:
Another aeroplane flying to The Denmark!
Izobel and Donald Trump.
As I sat on my aeroplane.
On my way to The Denmark.
I had a thought.
It struck me that Izobel’s thinking that morning was a little like Donald Trump’s thinking.
I was not proud of this notion.
Not in the way that, traditionally, a father should be proud of his 3 year old daughter using similar reasoning to a world leader.
I smiled nevertheless.
I smiled because I think Izobel thinks all aeroplanes fly to The Denmark.
For similar reasons to why Donald Trump thinks all Mexicans will mug Americans.
And why Nigel Farage thinks all Polish people will steal (steal? really?) British jobs.
And why some people think that all black people will stab them.
The logic works!
But only under two circumstances.
First, if you form a view based only on what you have been told.
Or second, if you form a view based only on what you choose to look at or believe.
I remain proud of Izobel of course.
Her intelligence and hunger to learn what is right and true will mend the idea that all aeroplanes fly to The Denmark.
Can we mend what Donald thinks?
Donald is 73.
And he still thinks that all aeroplanes fly to The Denmark.