Last Friday we took a trip out to the Zainab. We were among the first divers to explore the wreck after it went down and certainly the first sports divers. I well remember the halcyon days when we came up from the wreck covered in illegal Iraqi crude (and reeking of it!) and clutching any number of brass portholes. These days the oil has gone but unfortunately so have the portholes. It still makes a good dive though.
This week’s star diver was Forrester who turned up late, left his trunks and shorty in the equipment room and was thus forced to dive in his underpants. A photo was taken of the occasion which I’m hesitant to attach lest we fall foul of the local authorities’ views on decency and morality (not to say good taste). Placed on the mantelpiece it would be guaranteed to keep the kids away from the fire.
What does a good Catholic boy from Belfast wear to go diving? Well obviously some bright orange overalls! Dan has said that rumours of a marching band next Friday are completely unfounded.