The day I heard Trump became the USA president, we picked up a car from Milan airport only to find, a couple of hours later, we'd driven 80 miles on two bald, front tyres (dangerous when we were about to travel into the Dolomites in zero temperatures) and had to go back to get a replacement car, then when eating a breakfast roll broke part of a tooth.

Which of those was worse?

Funny, eh? Think the saying should be things come in T's!