Home is where your fins are
Posted: Monday, 10 December 2007 |
Someone once asked me where i felt my home was and it really stumped me. He summed it up brilliantly with "home is where your fins are", which funnily enough is Orkney. The more i think about it, the more it is true.
Sitting here at my parents house is all very nice (mum has gone into overdrive with the fussing as i also have a killer sore throat and cold), but it is not home anymore. This is their home where they have retired and made it their own again, rather than mine. Its like pulling a spoon from a tin of golden syrup. Eventually the liquid settles back and you hardly notice it was taken away at all.
The other reason it is true is that without your fins, diving is pretty impossible. I seem to have several pairs of fins these days, my jetfins which are my everyday scuba fins, my long freediving fins and my monofin (a mermaid fin like Tanya Streeter wears). Diving for so many of us who do it, becomes so much more than simply a sport. It becomes a way of life, almost an addiction, an obsession. So wherever your fins are, is where you get your fix.
So on Thursday I will be heading back to my fins, back home to Orkney. I hope they have put the heating on....
Sitting here at my parents house is all very nice (mum has gone into overdrive with the fussing as i also have a killer sore throat and cold), but it is not home anymore. This is their home where they have retired and made it their own again, rather than mine. Its like pulling a spoon from a tin of golden syrup. Eventually the liquid settles back and you hardly notice it was taken away at all.
The other reason it is true is that without your fins, diving is pretty impossible. I seem to have several pairs of fins these days, my jetfins which are my everyday scuba fins, my long freediving fins and my monofin (a mermaid fin like Tanya Streeter wears). Diving for so many of us who do it, becomes so much more than simply a sport. It becomes a way of life, almost an addiction, an obsession. So wherever your fins are, is where you get your fix.
So on Thursday I will be heading back to my fins, back home to Orkney. I hope they have put the heating on....
Comments
That's a brilliant simile DoaD! Perhaps honey, cloves and whisky would be better for the sore throat though!
Flying Cat from an admiring glance
Sagacious airborne feline, DoaD's title has strong similarities to a metaphor in my eyes (ears?) but I agree with your sentiment "brilliant" and the prescription. Bully for you, Doad. That reminds me - it's whisky time now, further east.
Barney from Swithiod sticking his neck out
Much as I enjoy being called sagacious *prrrrr* and not wanting to have a bit of a barny, BUT... I thought a comparison beginning with 'like', as in "like pulling a spoon" etc, was a simile.
Flying Cat from Pussum Pedanticulum
that's my FC, precise as always (err, on second thoughts, perhaps not when eating ill gotten frogs!)
mia from purrondering at the pc
Oh blush!!! That is just the best Christmas present a cat could have..."my FC'...ooooooooooh!
Flying Cat from quite discommogurated
FC, cats are reputed to be able to see in the dark. I am in the dark as to where the average humanoid can find a "like" in "Home is where your fins are". Or am I miaouwing up the wrong tree?
Barney from Swithiod like wot?
OK FC, you win. A word of explanaition, however; I was thinking about the title of the blog. Pace.
Barney from Swithiod blindly
doad' just the whisky will do you good.believe me
carol from chez les kiwis
After coming to Orkney in May 2006 for 8 months, somehow I am still here. Running the MV Valkyrie in the summer and helping on the farm in winter is now my life. 
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