Yes, in true dysfunctional Maharaji-organisational style, DLM UK thought it would be a good idea to buy a few second-hand coaches as a cheap way to ferry all the UK premies to Copenhagen.

Having bought them, they then found that they could not insure them unless they were driven by Public Service Vehicle license holders (equivalent in USA to Chauffeurs License class A). And there were only three people in the whole of premiedom who had them, myself being one.

So as you say, Lexy, I drove that coach several times to Copenhagen and back, hardly pausing for a break, until I was so tired we just cruised into the crash barrier.

However, it was material for a few satsang stories later, like how we went right off the read over a cliff and Maharaji's grace took care of us etc. In fact, we were saved by German autobahn barriers being exceptionally strong and tensile.

On my way to Holi around 1980 or '81-ish ( Rome) a premie in another coach stepped out onto the road after travelling hundreds of miles in cramped, airless conditions and was killed instantly by a passing car .I wonder who had the job of informing his family. I've often thought how terrible that was but in Rome it was barely mentioned and "business as usual ".

Lexy, we must have been joined at the hip, as they say, because I was in that coach too. I saw the event actually happen. I don't know if you remember this, but when we got going again I stood up in the bus and gave satsang for hours afterwards about how you never know when you are going to die, plus all the usual Maharaji platitudes. It was genuine at the time, though, but I bet I would cringe if I heard now a recording of what I actually said.

Take care