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My ABLJ went on, then my weight belt, then my air tank and harness, fins, and mask. I was soon ready and sitting all kitted up on the side tube of the Zodiac.

I was to be diving with Colin Rivers again - who had taken me on my first ever sea dive the previous week. We sat opposite each other and went through the standard buddy checks on each other’s gear.

“Are you ready?” he enquired staring straight at me.

“Yes” I said hesitantly. I was on the brink of diving into deep water, and the gnawing apprehension I had felt at the harbour, which I had momentarily forgotten about as people got sea sick, came flooding back.

“OK – let’s get going” he said. Slapping his regulator in his mouth and holding it and his facemask in place with one hand, he deftly rolled backwards off one side of the boat. I copied him and did my first back roll off a dive boat – splashing backwards into the water.

As my weighted mass hit the water, it erupted in a confusion of bubbles and white froth. Almost immediately the white foam of bubbles from my entry disappeared and I thrashed my legs and arms around to get myself upright from my upside down entry position.