I can’t remember if we got him twice, but with hindsight I agree that he was dreadful. Heart of a mouse. I eventually turned on him when me and my brother saw him on the piss in the Printworks in Manchester with his arm around two girls. My brother shouted “jo, jo, Jo, Jo, JO JO JO JOOOOO” about 50 times in a Partridge “Dan” style and he just ignored us. My brother was livid.
Realised that night that whilst he was seemingly a top shagger, he was an absolute trumpet who would never make it.