I've no doubt mentioned it before but almost a decade ago one of my best friends passed away, we ran a charity fundraising night for cancer research and I won a bottle of this for £150 in the auction (it's now worth about £300-350 if I hadn't opened it!) I lived at my parents' when I bought it so for the first couple of years I had a half on the anniversary of my friends passing. I left it when I moved out and only got it back on Christmas Day this year.
There's a small band of whisky masters who trawl the distilleries and buy their own casks then have them bottled and released when they're up to snuff - 1984 was the year my pal John and myself were born...
John's dad (old John) passed shortly before him, he was a mad character, total stoner, hard as nails, good family man and I recently mentioned some memories of going to see Roger Waters with him and his mad pals on Jack's Place.
Old John would have turned 65 this week so I decided to dig the bottle out and have a half and a smoke in his memory only to be confronted with this;
I take it my parents had stored it lying on its back! The cork was totally rotten and a corkscrew went through it like butter which let to:
I ended up having to decant it into some scabby old milk bottles
Old John didn't drink, that just got in the way of getting high but I'm sure he's out there somewhere laughing at me drinking his expensive fancy arsed whisky out of a 20p recycled milk bottle