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On a sunny Saturday morning, the 14 June 1986 I telephoned my friend and former flat mate Derek Sangster, who had expressed an interest in getting out to try learning to water ski. We arranged to meet down at Stonehaven harbour around 12 noon. My wife Claire and Derek’s girlfriend decided to come down to the harbour to do a bit of sun bathing on the sand in the shelter of the harbour wall. As Derek and I launched the boat, Claire went into the Ship Inn and came out with a couple of drinks for the girls.

Once we had my Aberglen launched, as we slowly motored out of the harbour to sea, I ran over the procedure with Derek. I agreed with him that I would drive the boat first to let him have go skiing - and then after that, he could do a bit of driving for me in the boat. There was no one else in the boat with us.

Once we got about half a mile to a mile offshore, I took the boat down off the plane and we slewed to a halt. Derek was in a full wet suit and before long was sitting on the side of the boat pulling on the water skis over his wet suit boots. He slipped into the water and got into the start position.