Tom and I returned to my old favourite the Portland Dredger for our second dive of the day. I felt much more at ease at this depth and had great fun soaring over the wreck and pootling about. When it surfaced it was bucketing down with rain and I announced that I could have stayed down there all day. One of the other divers called Scruff, a chirpy guy with no front teeth, said that I needed therapy. Lesson learned: diving in the rain isn't all that bad.