Iain and I worked together and played together. One April we buddied one-another on a dive from Calve Island into Tobermory Sound. We followed the sea bed of shelving sand down to 25m when Iain suddenly stopped swimming and turned to look at me in a perplexed sort of way. I realised that, surrealy, bubbles were coming out of Iain's ear in time with his breathing. At pretty much the same moment he signalled distress and activated his buoyancy device. I watched Iain reach the surface and start swimming to shore before making my own decompression ascent back up the shelf. When I got out of the water Iain's only concern was about leaving me and not about his own burst eardrum which had summarily put paid to his diving holiday on day one. My only regret is not having got a photo of bubble-man. Great guy. Paul Reeve