Well, he got the care package I sent him, ate and drank it all, so I reckon I have it right. If not it won't bother me too much Scotland is small, I'll walk around asking people until they point me in the right direction.
I'll just ask for the funny fucker with the odd accent.
Like telling a policeman in Amsterdam that you're lost but you know your hotel is near a bridge:)
Exactly. What could go wrong?