Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a Nose in Amble is a wild ride. So, I wake up, right? The sun’s barely up, and I’m already sniffin’ the air. Smells like fish and... is that fresh bread? Ugh, I love this town.
First stop, the harbor. You know, where all the boats chill? I’m strollin’ down the Harbour Road, and I see this seagull. Not just any seagull, but the biggest one I’ve ever seen! Like, this dude’s got a wingspan of a small child. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need, a feathered monster.”
Then, bam! It swoops down and snatches a chip right outta some poor bloke’s hand. I’m laughin’ so hard, I almost drop my coffee. But then, I get mad. Like, why can’t I have a chip? I’m a Nose! I deserve chips!
After that, I head over to Queen Street. It’s packed, as usual. Everyone’s out and about, doin’ their thing. I bump into my mate, Dave. He’s tryin’ to sell me on this new fish and chip shop. “Best in Amble!” he says. I’m like, “Dude, you said that last week about the one on Leazes Street.” But hey, I’m always down for a good chippy.
So, we hit up this place. It’s called “The Codfather.” Classic, right? I order the special, and while I’m waitin’, I can’t help but notice this old lady. She’s got a dog that looks like it’s seen some stuff. I mean, this pup’s got more character than half the people in Amble.
Suddenly, the fire alarm goes off! I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” Everyone’s panicking, and I’m just standin’ there, tryin’ to figure out if I should grab my fish or run. I mean, priorities, right?
Turns out, it was just a drill. Phew! But now I’m hungry and a bit annoyed. I finally get my fish, and it’s glorious. Crispy, golden, and just the right amount of salt. I’m in heaven.
After lunch, I decide to take a walk along the beach. The tide’s out, and the sand’s all squishy. I’m walkin’ along the promenade, and I see this family buildin’ a sandcastle. It’s massive! I’m talkin’ like, “This could be a tourist attraction.”
But then, outta nowhere, a wave crashes in and wipes it out. I’m like, “Oh no, not the castle!” The kids are cryin’, and I’m feelin’ their pain. I mean, I’ve had my fair share of sandcastle disasters.
Later, I swing by the Amble Links Golf Course. I don’t play golf, but I love watchin’ the pros. I sit on a bench, and this guy next to me starts talkin’ about his swing. I’m nodding along, but honestly, I’m just thinkin’ about how I could use a nap.
As the sun starts settlin’, I head back to the harbor. The sky’s all pink and orange, and it’s just beautiful. I sit on a bench, watchin’ the boats come in. It’s peaceful, ya know?
But then, I hear this commotion. A bunch of kids are runnin’ around, and one of ‘em trips and falls right in front of me. I’m like, “Oh man, this is gonna be good.” He gets up, covered in sand, and starts laughin’. I can’t help but chuckle. Kids are the best.
Finally, I head home, exhausted but happy. Amble’s got its quirks, but that’s what makes it special. I love this place, even with its crazy seagulls and sandcastle disasters. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!