A German invasion

A few weeks ago the Germans invaded. I have to say it was a shock to the system.
So it all started around 2pm, when I was at work. Dr. P called me and announced "my parents are sitting in our garden". I was a bit surprised, they weren't meant to arrive until about 5pm, but then again Germans like to be punctual. That's fine, but there really is a difference to being punctual and arriving three hours early.....

Not to worry, I dashed home from work (as Dr. P couldn't get away) and indeed came home to find two Germans sitting in my garden.

They were relaxing. But relaxing in Germany is not the same as anywhere else in the world. I've said it before but it's exhausting to watch Germans relax. Before too long I was clearing out my fridge to find place for the prawns transported from France. And then I was carrying a table and chairs from their mobile home to our living room. And then we were putting the legs on the chair. This was all in the first 20 minutes...

That evening, plans were made to go to the gym the next morning. Mr and Mrs P were sleeping in their mobile home and had keys to our flat. It takes 30 seconds to walk to the gym and it opens at 8am. All this had been carefully explained to them. So why were they standing in our living room, with their sport outfits on, ready to go at 7.30 AM????

I was just wondering if you cross a German with an Italian, do they come exactly on time?