Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still buzzing from it. So, I’m in Bishops Stortford, right? A chill little town, but today? Nah, it was anything but chill.
Woke up late, as usual. Alarm? What alarm? I’m a dangerous profession kinda guy, so sleep is a luxury. I’m talking about being a stuntman, jumping off buildings, dodging cars, you know the drill. Anyway, I roll outta bed, grab a cuppa from the corner shop on Hockerill Street. Best place for a quick caffeine fix, no joke.
So, I’m chugging my coffee, and I get a call. “Oi, mate! We need you at the old cinema on South Street. Now!” My heart’s racing. Old cinema? That place is a dump! But hey, work is work. I hop on my bike, zooming past the Market Square. It’s buzzing with folks, but I’m on a mission.
Get to the cinema, and it’s chaos. I mean, proper madness. The crew’s running around like headless chickens. Turns out, we’re filming a chase scene. And guess who’s the lead? Yours truly! I’m like, “Great, just what I need.”
So, we set up. I’m supposed to jump off a roof onto a moving van. Easy peasy, right? But then, the director, this bloke named Dave, starts yelling. “More energy! More drama!” I’m thinking, “Mate, I’m risking my life here!” But whatever, I give it my all.
I climb up to the roof on Northgate End. The view is sick, but my stomach’s doing flips. I look down, and the van’s not even in the right spot! I’m like, “Are you kidding me?” But they’re all shouting, “Just jump!” So, I do.
And let me tell you, I’ve never felt so alive! I land on the van, and it’s like, “Boom!” But then, the driver panics and swerves. I’m hanging on for dear life, thinking, “This is it! I’m gonna be a pancake!”
Finally, he stops, and I roll off, laughing like a lunatic. Everyone’s cheering, and I’m just there, heart racing, thinking, “What the hell just happened?”
But wait, it gets better. As I’m catching my breath, I spot a dog running down the street. Not just any dog, but a massive Great Dane. It’s charging straight for me! I’m like, “No way!” But the dog just runs past, chasing a squirrel. I’m relieved but also kinda disappointed. I wanted a dramatic moment, you know?
After that, we wrap up the scene, and I’m feeling like a rockstar. I head to the pub on Windhill for a pint. I’m sitting there, soaking it all in, when I overhear some locals talking about the old church on Hockerill. Apparently, it’s haunted! I’m like, “Great, just what I need. Ghosts on top of everything else.”
But then, I get a text. “Emergency! We need you back!” I’m thinking, “Seriously? Can’t a guy catch a break?” So, I chug my pint and head back.
Turns out, they need me for a stunt involving a fire. Fire! I’m like, “You lot are mad!” But hey, I’m in. We set up near the old railway station. The adrenaline is pumping again.
I’m standing there, flames roaring, and I’m thinking, “This is it. This is what I live for.” I jump through the fire, and it’s like flying. I land, and everyone’s going wild. I’m on cloud nine!
Finally, the day wraps up. I’m exhausted but buzzing. I cycle home through the streets of Bishops Stortford, feeling like a hero. The sun’s setting, and the town looks beautiful.
I get home, crash on the couch, and think, “What a day!” I’m covered in bruises, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Bishops Stortford, you’ve been a wild ride!