They were your stereotypical sexist charmers and certainly had the gift of the gab!!! Having said that they were quite funny and one of them who I nicked named blondie, looked like he should have played a weirdo baddie in a psychological thriller such as Dead Calm - but don’t get the wrong idea about him, he was very nice!!! After our safety briefing, we set sail, it was two hours out to the reef where we would stop near a small island, go snorkelling, then diving, have lunch then head off to another area for much of the same. It was still chucking it down and the wind was fairly strong which left us bobbing around quite considerably even though we were only ten minutes out of the harbour!!! About an hour into the journey, most people were looking fairly peaky, so our captain came around with sea sick tablets, I was feeling decidedly iffy so had a couple as did Rob. These really helped, but I wasn’t feeling particularly great it has to be said. The rain subsided a little and the sky brightened

slightly, so Rob decided he would go and dig out the camera, we were still rocking around a fair bit so I said ‘be-careful’ to which he replied ‘I’m only going to get the camera’!!! Famous last words! As I was sat facing the sea, keeping a firm eye on the horizon to help me stop feeling sick, I thought Rob’s been a while and then started thinking ‘oh no what’s happened?’. The next thing I see is Rob coming out of the small room at the front of the boat with a big plaster over his eye . Before I could get up and go over to him, he’d locked himself in the loo. After a few minutes he came out and reassured me that he was OK. As the boat had lurched to one side after being hit by a rather large wave, he lost his footing and cracked his head on the door frame and cut just above his left eyebrow. One of the crew had patched him up and he said for me to ‘stop fussing and that he was fine’. I was rapidly going off this diving day and wished that my feet were firmly back on dry land. I insisted Rob