..Ah ha Robert, I have got a cunning plan as well..
..This is what I have arranged for you :
You are coming to the UK in my friend Norbert Dentressangle's big red truck on the Augsberg to London Express.
You are to wait at the traffic lights on the Autobahn 17 at Oberottmarshausen next to the A30 Landsberger Strasse. You are to be there at exactly 1.25pm and are to wear red corduroy trousers, a yellow linen jacket, white shirt and a black tie - Under no circumstances are you to wear a traditional Wilhelmshaven fisherman's blue smock over a pair of ill fitting baggy Trachtenlederhose
My friend Gunter will be driving and I will tell him to come to a halt at the traffic lights and you are to jump into the cab, but and this is a very important but Robert, Gunter is expecting a password. Don't tell anyone this but the the password is:
Hello Gunter, have you heard this joke...A German farmer with relatives in the US promised them some fresh pork sausages made by hand from his very own stock of pigs. The weeks went by and nothing arrived so they gave him a call to complain that the package had not yet arrived.
Don't worry said the farmer, the wurst is yet to come.
Hope it all works out and see you on the 2nd May