The fun they had at TEKCamp

An awesome week of meeting the best UK technical divers and learning from them

Diving in The Red Sea

Warm water, clear visibility makes for a great holiday!

Malinbeg Harbour

Often, the simplest local dives are the best.

Attack of the Lough Monster! : sEa-Learning

As the first diver exited through the doorway of the wreck, visibility was suddenly reduced to nothing; absolute zero.

A cloud of silt engulfed the torch head, rendering it useless in the dense fog. He finned across to the section where he always waited for his buddy, he knew the wreck well, but the thick layer of silt seemed to follow; stalking him.

The diver was on his own, surrounded by black; haunted by the rapidly increasing bubbles that reminded him he was 20m below the surface.

I remember that dive well.

In hindsight it was probably less dramatic, but at the time my entire world was collapsing around me. I dive in bad visibility on a regular basis, I’m used to it, but on that particular day it was zero viz; and I mean nothing.


Other (less fabulous) divers on the wreck had caused a massive silt out; I have no idea how they made it just so horrendous, but either way I ended up caught in the middle of it. I was ok for a moment, and then I started to lose it.

My breathing escalated, buoyancy control began to deteriorate, and I ended up gripping the wreck as I slashed my light head side to side, in the hope of getting Wifebuddy’s attention.

At the same time, Kerri was exiting the doorway and entered the same nuclear cloud of silt I was enjoying. She too froze, grabbing a piece of the hull to hold her position and began frantically waving her light.

zero viz cloud

In clear water this would have looked ridiculous, as we couldn't have been more than 2 metres apart.

After what seemed like an eternity, I swallowed my testicles and attempted to fin back to where, I hoped, my wife was. Within seconds of moving I could see Kerri’s light; what a splendid moment that was.

Our Halcyon Lights

Together we moved out of the cloud and were soon in the usual murk, which seemed like the crystal waters of the Red Sea in comparison.

I recall staring into Kerri’s wide eyes, with my equally large peepers, and I knew we were thinking the same thing; “Holy fuck.”

The remainder of the dive was uneventful, but I don’t think my heart rate settled until we were sitting on the settee at home drinking tea, eating Jaffa Cakes.

That dive was over a year ago, on my local wreck; The Alastor. I have dived the site so many times it’s embarrassing, yet every dive is different from the last; and not always overly enjoyable.

On Sunday past, Wifebuddy and I had another quality experience on her.


The weather was crap. It’s Northern Ireland; the weather is always crap. We got kitted up in the pouring rain and trundled down the “beach” to the shore line.

The "Beach" at Ringhaddy

What lapped against the rocks could only be described as mud.

Undeterred, we attempted to find the line that would lead us to the wreck.

I found the rope first, entirely through good fortune, fired up an smb, and tied it off creating a temporary shot line. I thought that was very clever.

I surfaced and waved over Kerri and our 3rd team member.

We descended down the “shot line” into brown. The rain and wind had churned up the heavy silt seabed, creating a filthy porridge for us to dive in; awesome.

In short, the dive was useless. Visibility was shitty and the current was pushing us sideways along the rope that led to the wreck; which was ‘wrong’ as we had entered at slack water … supposedly.

Bad Visibility

Once we arrived on the wreck it didn’t really improve much. The current was fighting its way through every hole and crevice in the wreck, creating channels of high flow. At one stage I was almost barrel rolled as we exited a more sheltered section.

The high current was blowing all sorts of marine debris and bits of rusted metal around us, reducing the visibility further.

After 40 mins we binned it.

The 3 of us located the line that would lead us back to shore and we plummeted over the port side at the stern and headed home.

Then the problems started.

As I descended to the sea bed and began to fin to shore, I was met by the most ferocious current I have ever experienced, bar maybe a drift dive!

It was ridiculous.

I started to fin like crazy, ditching my usual frog kick in favour of the stronger flutter kick. It really wasn’t happening. The excessive work on my quads began to make me out of breath and I became rather unhappy about the whole thing.

I know the rules about a current; swim across it, but if I lost the line I was never going to find it again, and, with the strong current, God knows where I would end up.

I considered surfacing, but I knew we would be pushed further away from shore on ascent, and then face a stupidly long surface swim; IF we were able to swim in.

The prospects were grim, and my breathing suggested I wasn’t enjoying myself at all.

I tried again to make headway, dropping into perfect trim to reduce drag, but I failed miserably; it felt like some underwater demon had his hands against my shoulders forcing me back into the Lough.

The Lough monster had me.

I really started to be unhappy. I wasn’t totally freaked out, but I would rather have been elsewhere, and was running out of ideas.

Then Phil Short popped into my head.

At TekCamp last year Phil demonstrated some breathing exercises when diving. (see this post). The point of the exercise was;

"A diver should be able to get to the next gas source on a single breath, following a colossal failure."

In the presentation he explained that the primary goal was to get to air – by any means necessary.

To enforce his point, he explained a diver should use every muscle in their body; and demonstrated, how on a dive, he personally clawed his way to survival.

I don’t know what made that enter my tiny brain, but it did. I looked at the rope I was attempting to follow and grabbed at it. Hand over hand I started to reel myself in. I turned to Kerri and she was already on the line doing the same, with our 3rd team member in tow.

On our debrief Kerri told me she had exactly the same thought process; Phil was in her mind as well.

It was a bit weird really.

Within 5 or 10 metres the current stopped dead, and the 3 of us hovered bewildered in still water. It was clear the Lough Monster couldn’t travel far from the wreck.

The visibility was still diabolical, but we made our way along the line and conducted our safety stop in brown porridge 15m from the shore.

Mud Porridge

We surfaced, I smiled and turned to Kerri; “Well … that was a bit shit.”


Those were 2 very different dives I experienced on a site I know exceptionally well; a fact that had very little impact on my ability to cope with the situation in hand I might add. I didn't enjoy those dives; in fact, they scared the crap out of me. However the lessons I learned were invaluable.

On the first dive, I encountered zero visibility. I didn’t like it. I didn’t like it at all. However, I dealt with it and survived. Since that dive I have been in zero viz conditions on several occasions and didn’t freak out at all; purely because I had done it before.

The second dive, I had the currents of death, and the Lough monster holding me down by the shoulders. I liked that dive even less. It had been quite a while since I’d had a freaky dive and it was quite sobering.

I survived the dive, as this post suggests, and developed another tool to deal with whatever the ocean may throw at me when diving; including how to defeat the Lough Monster.

There are certain things that can only be learned when diving. No amount of training, studying, reading, chatting on the interweb, even listening to me (and i'm awesome) can prepare you for it.

Go dive; go learn.

What did you learn on your last dive?

Diving Is A Pain In The Ass?

I was listening to a podcast the other night in work; and before you jump on my previous declarations of poor-ness, it was an ancient ipod not an iphone, when it raised an interesting description of scuba diving.

The podcast in question was, the very awesome, Rich Synoweic’s, “Divers Sync – The Netcast and Pod Cast for Scuba Divers.” If you haven’t subscribed to the show, you must do so immediately or face my wrath, and probable eternal damnation.

Rich made a statement of how some divers view the process of going diving; “Diving is a pain in the ass.”

My initial reaction was mixed; I couldn’t decide if I personally thought scuba diving really was a pain in the ass.

In order to collect my thoughts I decided I would document my next dive from start to finish, collate the results and determine how annoying going scuba diving really is.

Here is the data I collected.


STEP 1: Arrange a date

I work all week, so the weekend suits best. I prefer diving on Saturday morning as it leaves the rest of the weekend free for beer and other activities. Saturday was the date.

STEP 2: Find a buddy

My original plan of Saturday was thwarted, as I was invited to join some guys for a recreational dive on Friday night. I confirmed, but then had to bail as I remembered my band was rehearsing that night.

Band rehearsal was subsequently cancelled; so I agreed to dive again. Unfortunately the guys cancelled Friday in favour of Saturday night; that didn’t work as I had plans.


Wifebuddy agreed to dive with me on Saturday morning. Saturday morning came, Wifebuddy didn’t feel great. Dive cancelled.

I texted another guy about diving Sunday; he didn’t reply.

Wifebuddy couldn’t cope with me not diving, so suggested I go with the guys and just dive Saturday night. I rang the guys, they were diving at 5pm and I agreed to come along.

You see? Not complicated...

STEP 3: Locate a dive site

Funds are a little low after Christmas, so travel costs needed to be kept to a minimum. This dictated a choice of 2 local sites in Strangford Lough. I prefer night diving a site I know very well, so we decided on ‘The Alastor’ as the 3 of us have dived it plenty.

STEP 4: Get air

I’m not a member of a scuba club, for a million reasons as I talked about in a previous post, but the local BSAC club sell me air at a very reasonable price; it’s also 2 miles from my house.

nitrox made easy
I loaded the car with twinsets and went to get a fill. When I arrived at the fill station the guy informed me the club was having a committee meeting and couldn’t turn on the compressor for another hour or so.

I went home; with empty twinsets and a hole in my soul.

2 days later I endured the 52 mile round trip to the dive shop in heavy traffic after I finished work.

I left with 4 full twinsets.

STEP 5: Pack up scuba gear

The dive was now on, so I had to get my gear together. I hauled out the gear gulper, bags and began to sort all the gear required for the dive.

I charged my primary light, changed the batteries in my two backups, undersuits were removed from the airing zone and packed into their stuff sack. Everything was stacked up in the hallway ready to go at a moment’s notice.

STEP 6: Drive to the dive site

Saturday evening came and I loaded everything into the car and drove the 30 miles to the dive site.

In theory the journey shouldn’t take too long, but Saturday appears to be the day for tractors; 23mph for 6 miles was awesome.

I hate farmers and will happily eat a genetically engineered pill for dinner in favour of agriculturally grown food, if tractors can be outlawed.

One particular trip to this site I got stuck behind SEVEN horse and traps. That was a fun day out.

STEP 7: Kit up

Finally at the dive site I unpacked the jeep and assembled my kit. It was raining, so I opted to don my drysuit first. I are smart.

By the time I had assembled my twinset, checked all was working, packed my pockets with the necessary spools, smbs, knives etc. my jeep was drenched.

STEP 8: Get to entry point

The Alastor’ is a shore dive and a very popular site; with no car park. More often than not diver’s cars are parked for miles along the small lane leading to the shore line.

This results in dicing with death, as the local 4x4’s and tractors (fucking tractors!) hare along to their domiciles or the boating area. You can also guarantee one less wing mirror upon return to your vehicle.

If you arrive late you could face a 50m walk down to the shore. In a twinset, this can be a little taxing.

STEP 9: Go diving

Remembering why I actually left the dry, cosy, warmth of my house that I paid a lot of money for; I went diving.

STEP 10: Get out

Dive complete, it was time to wander out along the rocky, uneven, foot splitting shore that was much longer than before as the tide had gone out; then walk to the car.

STEP 11: Get changed

Arriving at the jeep it was time to finally doff the twinset, and the now, “boil-in-the-bag” drysuit.

I am absolutely convinced I could be one of those fighty-fighty UFC cage champion blokes. Anyone that can easily get out of a drysuit after 60 minutes, in water 4C below the cold tap in your house, is a truly phenomenal individual.

STEP 12: Drive home

My hair was sopping wet, clothes were soaked from the rain, and the jeep was cold inside as I had every door open packing the gear away.

STEP 13: Rinse kit

Once home, the day was far from over.

My wringing wet gear had to be traipsed through the house to the back garden, much to the dismay of Wifebuddy who had been cleaning our stately home all day, in order to be rinsed.

Dark, cold, and outside again, I had to hose down all the kit and arrange it such a fashion to aid the ever-so-slow drying out process.

STEP 14: Store kit

3 hours later, at 11pm, it was time to venture out the back garden again and re-claim my (not so dry) gear; hanging it around the house in such a way not to saturate Wifebuddy’s clean habitat.

STEP 15: Relax

By 11:15pm the diving day was done. I went to bed. Exhausted.


So, is scuba diving a pain in the ass?


Not to me.

At first glance I can totally understand why some divers don’t relish the ‘thought’ of diving, but I honestly do enjoy every step of a dive excusrion.

  • I try to arrange as many dives as many weeks in advance as possible; it gives me something to look forward to as I struggle through the working week.

  • I enjoy ringing around chatting to dive buddies on the phone, facebook, twitter or my chosen social network for the day.

  • Choosing a dive site is often through default, but all the sites near me are proper sea diving and sheltered from the weather. No quarry diving for me!

  • Getting air fills is a great excuse to visit my dive shop, catch up with the local scuba gossip, or maybe pick up a new piece of kit.

    loving diving!
  • I love my scuba gear. I have spent a lot of money and time on my kit; I honestly enjoy sorting it all out, making sure everything is where it should be and working accordingly.

  • Dive sites are by water. Water is usually far away, as we no longer rely on horse and carts to move us about. We have cars, cars have stereos and additional seats; this allows enjoying music or travelling with buddies discussing the finer points of scuba and generally putting the world to rights.

  • Kitting up and getting into the water can be challenging, but generally this can be down to an inactive diver, or after a break from scuba. When I dive weekly I can get in and out of my one piece harness with minimal effort. Don’t forget you have a buddy there too – ask for help!

  • Walking about in scuba gear can be strenuous, especially tech gear; look at it as a work out, or maybe as a sign you need to start getting into shape.

  • The dive itself needs no defence. Diving is awesome, plain and simple. Some dives are better than other for sure, but I always manage to pull something positive from a dive.

  • Post dive is all about the de-brief and discussing how phenomenal the dive was; or what went not so well, or how the new piece of gear is working out. My hour long journey home from the dive site is just one big dive de-brief.

  • Rinsing kit is my least favourite thing, but it I know that caring for my gear properly makes the next dive hassle free.

  • Relaxing post dive with a beer is outstanding. Nothing is more rewarding than that first cold beer after a dive!

I love scuba diving; I want all divers to love scuba diving. If you honestly feel diving is a pain in the ass try a different spin on it. It makes it all the more fun!

What do you think?

HOW TO: Bungee in my Pocket

I got one hand in my pocket and the other one is giving an ascend sign!

After my post last week on “Top 5 Essential Bits of Scuba Kit” I received a few messages, (I love getting scuba mail so keep them coming) about where the hell I put them all.

Good question, and truth be known, I usually carry a few more bits and pieces of additional kit.

A certain amount of “stuff” is needed on every dive, certain conditions and environments require more, some less; it just depends on the dive. Either way, every diver needs somewhere to put all the “stuff” until it’s needed.

It is a valid question and one I asked myself when I began acquiring my vast array of scuba gear. I don’t have an instructor or dive mentor I can turn to for such things, so my old friend Google and I did some research.

The interweb gave me all sorts of wonderful advice and storage options for scuba equipment.

I was advised to clip stuff onto D-Rings, attach all sorts of wonderful cables and bits of telephone cord to my stuff, add on storage packs; or I could even buy some form of underwater suitcase that required trailing around.

All of these are viable options, and I have utilised them to a certain degree on some of my dives, except maybe, the waterproof suitcase; I only use that on special occasions. However, I didn’t really find them agreeable.

Unbelievably the answer was a little more straightforward; - pockets.

Bowstone Pocket

Amazing eh? Who’d have thought of just keeping stuff in your pockets?

I’m pretty sure the internet had suggested pockets at one stage, but I chose to ignore the simple answer in favour of a more technical solution; imagine that. I never stated I was smart - awesome and fabulous perhaps; but not smart.

I dive a dry suit pretty much all of the time, and amazingly enough, it has 2 pockets; one on the outside of each leg. I have found most drysuits come with at least one pocket; if not, they can easily be glued in place; the same applies to wetsuits.

So, I was pretty much sorted right? Not quite.

Somewhere in the vastness of the digital highway I found an article, I think it was in Diver Magazine, which suggested the use of bungee in the pockets. It had a picture to go with it, (which i now can't find) that really looked the part, and provided a brief explanation of why a diver needed bungee in their pockets.

'Bungee Cord' courtesy of Rose Brand

Why Bungee in the Pocket?

A loop of bungee in the pocket allows a diver to attach small items (with the aid of a bolt snap) thus securing them until needed.

[Attaching bolt snaps to equipment demonstrated here]

The article proceeded to explain; when an item was needed, rather than rummaging around for a specific thing, you simply pulled everything out, unclipped what you wanted, and stuffed everything back in again.

A splendid system.

However, upon closer investigation, I quickly realised my pockets didn't come factory fitted with bungee; it was a moment of pure horror from which I have barely recovered.

Thankfully Google and I were able to come up with a solution for attaching bungee to my drysuit pockets; grommets.

Grommets in my pockets provide a method of securing the bungee, therefore allowing the clipping of stuff; simple. [sidenote: i really must patent the term "Grommets in my pockets" - stroke of genius]

So I got to work and configured my pockets, and here’s how I did it.


You'll need a grommet tool and some grommets, or eyelets. I used an eyelet with a 10mm inner diameter, 19mm outer diameter.

Repeat these steps on either side of the pocket.

  • STEP 1: Punch a hole at each side of the dry suit pocket with the grommet tool. I found a hammer was useful, and fun. I like hammers, it's something you never really get to use often enough in scuba.

  • STEP 2: Place the top ring on the outside of the pocket and push it through.

  • STEP 3: Place the thinner ring on the inside of the pocket.

  • STEP 5: Apply the grommet tool, and break out the hammer again.

  • STEP 6: Inspect your awesomeness and make sure the grommet is firmly in place. Re-hammer if needs be.


I have found 4mm bungee best as it is thick enough to feel with drygloves on, and has a good amount of resistance without being super loose; so that when you tug stuff out of your pocket it doesn't act like a catapult beating your buddy with random pieces of kit.

Repeat these steps on either side of the pocket.

  • STEP 1: Tie a loop of bungee long enough to suit the size of the pocket. Tie a strong knot and burn the ends with a lighter to stop fraying, and securing the knot further.

  • STEP 2: Feed the loop through the eyelet keeping the knot on the outside of the pocket.

  • STEP 3: Tie a knot on the inside of the pocket, keeping the knot as close to the grommet as possible.

  • STEP 4: Check knots are secure and the bungee doesn't pull through.


This is how my suit arrived, simple pockets.

This is how my pockets look now! - Aren't they fabulous?

Having 2 pieces of bungee cord in the pocket means I can effectively separate elements of gear. For example; in my left pocket I have an smb attached to one cord, and a spool attached to the other. If I need the spool I reach to the left cord, if I need the smb I reach to the other. If the pocket is big enough this technique can work quite well; if small, it simply takes a little practice.

I appreciate this post is really boring, but it is a useful trick for all divers and I recommend everyone tries it out, plus it’s always fun to tinker with scuba gear!

In order to liven it a little up i've included this picture:

Do you have any other tricks for storing kit?

Top 5 Essential Bits of Scuba Kit

I have been chatting to a few divers on the Twitter thing about kit choices recently. Buying scuba kit is a nightmare. There are gazillion sources of information on the interweb about what scuba gear is undoubtedly the best.

The conclusion is, of course, you should remortgage your house, sell your car, whore out your wife and go and purchase a specific piece of gear immediately.

It is almost impossibly to give a definitive list of specific items, brands, price etc of kit that EVERY diver should purchase; yet divers still want to know.

I remember all too well when I was initially getting my gear together I wanted to know exactly what to buy!

Regretfully, even I, in all my plentiful wisdom and awesomeness, cannot provide the “Be all, end all scuba gear list of stuff to buy. “


I can provide a guide to what I feel every diver should take on every dive.

Obviously I am not referring to life support or basic scuba gear of fins and mask etc; I am focussing purely on additional pieces of essential kit.

I’m not going to centre on brands, as although there are crap versions of everything, these items are pretty much standard and it’s difficult to get them wrong … well, in theory.

So; on with

The Top 5 Essential Scuba Kit


This is my number one piece of scuba kit.

Not much training is required to use a whistle, simply stick it in your mouth and blow; job done. (Keep it clean people)

Obviously a whistle can only be used on the surface, but has a critical role in a number of situations:
  • Alerting shore cover of location
  • Alerting boat of location for pick up
  • Alerting buddy on surface if separated
  • Alerting boat traffic of diver presence on the water
  • Emergency use 

Amazingly there are many models of whistle to be had, but I would advise keeping it simple and buying a small plastic version with zero moving parts.

I have found a type with a “slide” clip thing that allows it to be bungeed onto my inflator hose when I haven’t got pockets available.


The next thing is the DSMB (Delayed Surface Marker Buoy); often referred to as a ‘Safety Sausage,’ ‘Bag’ or ‘Blob.’

A DSMB is an inflatable bag filled with air at depth, then shot to the surface whilst attached to a line, in order to mark diver position. A DSMB can also be inflated at the surface, doubling up as a SMB (Surface Marker Buoy) or “Safety Sausage.”

Useful for:
  • Marking location when on safety/deco stop
  • Essential on drift dives
  • Attracting attention on the surface
  • Can double as a ‘small’ lift bag
  • During an emergency or becoming separated on the surface it can provide an essential visual aid. 

The SMB also provides numerous sources of amusement for divers on the boat.

Sausage on you big lad!

When purchasing a DSMB I personally advise a closed version; either completely sealed or with a baffled end.

A closed version means, even if not filled fully, the marker will not ‘fall over’ on the surface, lose air, or fill with water. A tell tale of a closed unit is a dump valve located near the bottom of the sausage.

The size of the smb should be dependent on the dive site. If you are expecting swell or choppy seas take a taller smb; they only work if you can see ‘em.


The spool is a small, simple construct which makes it perfect for every diver. It’s basically a big ball of string for using underwater.

Spools are used for:
  • Attaching to DSMB and shooting from depth
  • Can be tied off to a fixed point and used as a guide line (back to the shot line for example)
  • Useful in an overhead environment
  • Used to mark starting point if conducting search and recovery 

As per usual there are a few variations of the spool in terms of material;

Plastic: Cheap and light, but not as strong as other options: Positively buoyant.

Delrin: Extremely strong and reasonably light, but expensive: Neutrally buoyant.

Stainless Steel: Strong, allows more line due to thinner walls, very expensive: Negatively buoyant.

Delrin, plastic and stainless steel spools

  • Common lengths are 20m, 40m, 50m. The more line on the spool the larger it becomes, but this will make it easier to use, but larger to store in pocket etc. 
  • Any option of spool is fine, but when using with a DSMB get one with enough line to shoot from depth allowing extra length in case of a strong current; the line will be dragged horizontally as well as vertically. 
  • Wet the spool before taking on a dive, and unspool fully to check the line is permanently fixed to the centre spindle. 
  • Stainless steel bolt snaps are preferable to brass in my experience; I find brass tend to suffer more to salt corrosion, and can cut soft skin. 
  • Practice DSMB deployment in a controlled environment if you have never used one before; they take a few goes to get the hang of. 
  • I prefer spool to a reel as they are smaller, so can fit in a pocket more easily and with no mechanical parts they are less likely to cause problems. 


Amazingly I don’t really get excited about knives, never have done. To be honest, they’re a bit boring.

I have an irregular dive buddy that owns a leg knife that wouldn’t be out place in the Amazon rainforest; chopping down trees, killing dangerous, wild animals and such.

A knife is only used to free a diver from entanglement, or for prying something off a wreck in the hope of obtaining the key to Atlantis.

If I am only carrying one cutting device, I prefer a knife to other options as I can cut, prise and saw with it.

Stainless steel isn’t usually stainless at all, and a useful tip is to apply a thin coating of silicone gel on the blade to prevent extensive corrosion.

Keep it sharp; a dull knife is no use to anyone.

A small knife is plenty, and it is best to have it attached in such a way that both hands can access it. I would advise against the ‘action man style’ lower leg, it may look cool but it’s not very practical.


Avid readers will know I have a fondness for the dive light. They’re my new cigarettes.

They’re awesome; lights I mean… 

However, I am not referring to the crazy expensive and globally illuminating torches I usually talk about; no, today is about the small, back-up style light.

Every diver should carry a light of some description on every dive:
  • Useful for peering into dark areas of a reef, wreck or cavern
  • Can be used to attract buddy’s attention
  • Used to attract the dive boat in dull conditions
  • Diving areas of heavy kelp / seaweed on the surface can be dark at depth
  • Weather conditions can change dramatically turning an evening dive into a night dive
  • If lost at sea, a light is piece of kit you wouldn't want to be without 

my lovely Light Monkey lights

Current technology of the LED has opened up a whole new generation of dive torches. I would advise carrying a small LED style torch from a reputable brand, reducing the likelihood of a failure.

  • The burn time on the small lights can be over 5 hours, but always remember to check the light before every dive. 
  • Use disposable batteries as they retain their charge longer, but replace periodically even if not used too much.
  • Choosing a small light will be easier to stow in pockets or on a harness.


There you have it; the top 5 things to take on every dive.

never dive without a gun
Of course I know that certain dives or environments call for additional equipment, but this isn’t a bad place to start.

It may seem overkill for some dives, but properly stowed you need not even know you have these items with you.

Have fun choosing your kit, and there are no wrong purchases; just expensive lessons!

Bet you never thought it was possible to write so much about a whistle eh?

Any other ‘Essential Top 5’ that are different to mine?