Diary of a Deckhand

Why are people so obsessed with speed, going faster, getting there 2 minutes quicker? Reading a diving magazine there is the traditional story of "we tested 10 pairs of fins to see which ones make you go quickest". Great, i can kick like boogery and miss the fishies. No thanks.
Cars that go 175mph...like you can do that anywhere legally on the roads? Nooo, dont be daft. They can pass everything but a petrol station.
Whats the point, or am i missing something really big here that everyone else on earth is getting. I like going slowly, plodding around both in the dry and underwater, taking in the world. Maybe i am the equivalent of the broken down old lorry belching out noxious fumes in the slow lane on some motorway, but at least the driver gets a good view of the countryside they are pootling through.

Dont get me wrong, there are some things that need to be fast though. Like the mad dash from the shower to the bedroom when the hallway is freezing cold ( i doubt i will miss anything i wouldnt be able to see in 5 minutes time with my clothes on). Possibly a kettle boiling, they are good to be quick, although it depends what you are skiving off to make the tea in the first place. If it involves paint - the kettle can take aeons and i really wouldnt mind.

The boatie is currently in Burray to allow the joiner to get to it easily. Its coming on all of a rush, suddenly the walls are done, the ceiling is up and the galley units sprung up like mushrooms. I am relegated to downstairs swearing at paint on 6 cabin walls. Ho hum.