This is the first time I've read this thread. I had assumed it was about drink-fuelled curries and such on the way home from the pub.
I stand corrected. Guys - I was there once, with four kids. The first time was summer 1990 during Italia 90. Holding the baby in the dark kitchen, I would turn on the radio low, and there was Pavarotti with Nessun Dorma (No one is sleeping!) - every night. Whenever I play or hear the song nowadays, it takes me right back to those warm nights. Not a bad memory really.
By the way, that baby has grown up a bit. Last night she was in Cork for the Jazz.
I'll leave this thread now to all you light sleepers....