The strict licencing laws in Boston in 2005 which resulted in us all tucked up in bed by 2:30am each night meant that we headed back to Europe for 2006.
Lisbon was the venue and it was to turn out to be a memorable choice. Home by 2:30pm the following afternoon and Jomo pissing on everyone from a great height, but particularly his old friend Stephen Doyle. Him of the President of the PPU kind of thingy. Joe pissing on his shoulders was a bit of a turn up for the books - thanks be to God he was not wearing the ceremonial chains of office.