Donald Trump’s comedy barnet, part sculpture, part hibernating mammal, is rightly considered suitable for late-night viewing only, so the TV series constructed in its honour, The Apprentice, means little sleep for the tiny community of people entertained both by weighty business issues and the irresistible bitchiness of (superbly-misnamed) "reality TV". Another well-past-midnight climb up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire meant I’d got home from work feeling too tired to go out for a run this evening.… READ MORE.... …