PROCEEDINGS began slightly late due to a last-minute influx of people, prompting Wehn to make an off-stage apology to any Germans in the audience for the show’s tardiness – and that set the scene for the evening.

Here was the German Comedy Ambassador doing what he does best – gently getting under the skin of the British and poking mild fun at the various foibles of the people he has lived amongst for 17 years.

The short first half included Wehn’s own Cockney rhyming slang where Hess (for mess) got more response than Vettel (for kettle), thus proving that we Brits remain obsessed by the Second World War.

This was followed by the audience cheerfully clapping along to a German folk song in a sort of follow-like-sheep way from his lead. He subsequently revealed the song had not been sung for a long time as it was a Hitler Youth anthem. “We made the same mistake,” he added.

After the interval, the Teutonic jolliness continued with Wehn’s new routine and the tour’s moniker – Get On With It, an unbiased look at Brexit ‘light on facts and heavy on casual xenophobia’.

He maintained that the 2016 referendum’s question should have been ‘Do you want some never-ending palaver?’ and set off on a 60-minute romp about the dreaded B-word and the current state of Europe in general.

While never side-splittingly funny and somewhat like the funniest lecture you’ve ever attended, it did make some interesting points and include various killer lines.

He ran through the likes of Brits abroad, Turkey, bodge jobs, the monarchy, German superiority, darts, hotels, Bullseye, marginal seats, Hastings, Hartlepool, Norman Tebbit’s cricket test and proffered his opinion that My Old Man’s A Dustman should be the national anthem before opining that a second referendum should be held purely for entertainment purposes and that he had never lived through anything funnier.

His view was that in years to come Brexit would just be looked upon as a footnote in history and he referenced the Boaty McBoatface naming saga in a piece about his not wanting Britain to look stupid on a global scale. No chance of that happening.

We were all handed cards and Henning Wehn pens on the way in to answer the question: Who is to blame for it all – Brussels, London, something else? He then read out some of the answers, which sounded suspiciously pre-prepared and scripted. The first answer was the Germans, which set the tone.

Wehn is a warm performer who scatters English language idioms to good effect throughout – chubsters, out in the sticks, cross that bridge, cockle-warming – and is nearly fully assimilated into our culture. However, he will only be completely one of us when spellcheck stops correcting his name to When.