The big Scot had sat by the man's side all night, listening, encouraging, comforting.

As they started down, a big, jolly-looking Scot and two aides met them.

The big Scot was pale, but his pace never faltered.

The big Scot was, incredibly, standing upright at his station.

The big Scot pulled himself down and scrambled under his engineering console.

Only the big Scot responded, watching the Viking warily.

I remember once my grandad, a big, burly Scot gave him an absolute ear-bashing after a run-in we had.

The big Scot clearly relieved to hole out.

T lie big Scot had sat by the man's side all night, listening, encouraging, coinforting.

But help me, you bloody big Scot - help me!