John and I were both on the Macca '93 tour.

During a break between NZ and the US the crew were laid-up in LA for 10 days; I came back to the UK to get married ;-)

Sadly one of the crew, well known to both of us, was killed during this break in a motorcycle accident while he was travelling around Baja California.

In all the confusion and emotion surrounding this event John somehow, probably due to an angel called KG, came into the possession of our friends' personal stash of green.

Upon our collective return to the tour John suggested that the best way to remember our friend would be to smoke the remainder of his stash during the first show-day.

There were three of us there; me, John and WB. Centre-stage, ready for soundcheck and I'm happy to say that we celebrated the memory of our collegue by putting his stuff to good use.

John always had such good ideas and outlook; JM would have approved.