Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a tractor driver in Dunfermline ain’t for the faint-hearted. Woke up this mornin’ thinkin’ it’d be just another boring day, but boy, was I wrong!
So, I roll outta bed, grab a cuppa, and head out to the yard on Halbeath Road. The sun’s shinin’, birds are chirpin’, and I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be a good one.” Ha! Little did I know.
First stop, I’m cruisin’ down the High Street, right? It’s packed with folks doin’ their thing. I’m tryin’ to navigate my big ol’ tractor through the crowd. Like, c’mon people, it’s not a bloody pedestrian zone! I’m honkin’ my horn, and this guy just stares at me like I’m the one in the wrong. Seriously?
Then, I hit a pothole on St. Margaret’s Drive. I swear, it felt like I hit a landmine! My coffee nearly flew outta my hand. I’m shoutin’ at the road like it can hear me, “Fix yer roads, Dunfermline!” I mean, c’mon, it’s 2023, not the Stone Age!
After that, I’m headin’ towards Pittencrieff Park. Beautiful place, right? But today, it’s like a scene from a horror movie. Kids runnin’ everywhere, dogs barkin’, and I’m just tryin’ to keep my cool. I see this wee lad on a bike, and he’s zoomin’ straight towards me. I’m thinkin’, “Not today, mate!” I slam the brakes, and he swerves at the last second. Phew! Close call.
Then, I get a call from my boss. “Oi, mate! We need ya at the old Abbey!” I’m like, “Seriously? I’m in the middle of a circus here!” But ya know how it is. Duty calls. So, I make my way to the Abbey, and let me tell ya, it’s a sight. The history, the vibe, it’s all there. But I’m not here for a history lesson, I’m here to work!
I pull up, and there’s a bunch of tourists takin’ selfies. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” I park the tractor, and this one lady comes up to me, all excited. “Can I take a picture with your tractor?” I’m like, “Sure, but don’t blame me if it ruins yer Insta feed!”
Finally, I get to unload some gravel. It’s heavy work, but I’m feelin’ good. The sun’s out, and I’m sweatin’ like a pig, but it’s all good. Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. I mean, what’s up with that? One minute, I’m baskin’ in the sun, next minute, I’m drenched. Typical Dunfermline weather, right?
I’m tryin’ to finish up, but the rain’s pourin’ down. I’m slippin’ and slidin’ all over the place. I’m laughin’ at myself, thinkin’, “This is how I go out? Slippin’ in the mud?”
By the time I’m done, I’m knackered. I head back through the town, and I see the old Carnegie Hall. Man, that place has seen some action! I remember goin’ there for a gig once. Good times.
As I’m rollin’ home, I can’t help but think about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. From potholes to rainstorms, and a near-miss with a kid on a bike. But ya know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Dunfermline’s got its quirks, but it’s home.
So, I get back, kick off my boots, and pour myself a well-deserved pint. Cheers to another wild day in Dunfermline!