Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m an anticorrosion agent, right? Sounds fancy, but really, I just make sure metal doesn’t rust away. But today? Today was a whole different ball game.
I woke up in my flat on North Street, and it was one of those mornings where you just know something’s off. Like, I spilled my coffee all over my favorite shirt. Great start, right? I mean, who needs a clean shirt when you’re gonna be crawling around in some damp basement anyway?
So, I hop on my bike, zooming down the High Street. Bicester’s got this vibe, ya know? It’s a mix of old-school charm and modern hustle. I pass the Bicester Village, all those posh shops and tourists. I’m like, “What are you lot doing here? This ain’t Paris!” But hey, I guess everyone loves a good bargain.
Anyway, I get to this site on Buckingham Road. It’s a mess. I mean, I’ve seen some dodgy places, but this? This was a whole new level of chaos. Pipes everywhere, and I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” I start my inspection, and boom! A pipe bursts right in front of me. Water everywhere! I’m soaked, and I’m like, “Really? Is this how we’re starting?”
But then, outta nowhere, this kid comes running up. He’s got this huge grin, and he’s like, “Mister, you’re like a superhero!” I’m standing there, drenched, and I can’t help but laugh. “Yeah, kid, a superhero who just got blasted by a water pipe!”
So, I’m trying to fix the mess, right? And I’m getting all these weird looks from the locals. I mean, I get it. Who wants to see a soggy anticorrosion guy? But I’m doing my thing, and then I spot this old lady on the corner of the street. She’s got this massive bag of chips, and she’s just staring at me. I’m thinking, “Lady, I’m not a circus act!” But she just chuckles and says, “You’ll be alright, love.”
That made me smile. Bicester’s got heart, ya know?
After the chaos, I head over to the Bicester Market. I need a breather. Grabbed a pasty from this little stall on Market Square. Best decision ever! I mean, who knew a pasty could taste like heaven? I’m munching away, and I see this group of mates laughing and joking. It’s infectious. I’m thinking, “Man, I need more of this in my life.”
But then, I get a call. My boss is like, “We need you at the new site on Station Road.” I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a guy catch a break?” But duty calls, so off I go.
At the new site, it’s even worse. I’m talking about rust everywhere. I’m fuming. I mean, how do people let it get this bad? I’m ranting to myself, “Do they not care about their stuff?” But then, I see this young couple. They’re looking at the site, and the guy’s like, “We can fix this, babe!” And I’m like, “Yeah, you go, future DIY champions!”
By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I cycle back home, and I’m thinking about all the craziness. Bicester’s a wild place, man. It’s got its quirks, its charm, and a whole lotta surprises.
I finally crash on my couch, and I’m just grateful. Grateful for the laughs, the chaos, and the people. Bicester, you’re a gem. Even if you did soak me today!