Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in Formby, right? You know, that little gem near Liverpool. I mean, who knew this place could throw such a curveball?
First off, I’m a System Analyst, but today? I felt more like a circus juggler. I hit the road, cruising down the lovely Formby High Street. It’s got that quaint vibe, ya know? Shops, cafes, and all that jazz. But then, bam! My phone buzzes. Work emergency. Ugh, typical.
I pull over near the Formby train station. It’s a cute spot, but I’m not in the mood for cuteness. I’m like, “Can’t a guy get a break?” I’m trying to fix some system glitch while dodging seagulls. Those birds are relentless! They swoop down like they own the place. I swear one of them looked me dead in the eye.
Anyway, I finally sort out the issue. I’m feeling like a tech wizard. But then, I decide to grab a coffee at the Formby Coffee Shop. Best flat whites in town, no joke. I walk in, and it’s packed. Like, where did all these people come from? I’m standing there, tapping my foot, and this kid spills his hot chocolate all over the floor. Classic.
I’m trying to be chill, but inside, I’m like, “C’mon, man!” I mean, it’s a Monday, and I just wanna sip my coffee in peace. But then, the barista, bless her heart, gives me a free pastry for my troubles. I’m like, “Okay, maybe today’s not a total bust.”
So, I finally get my coffee and head to the beach. Formby Beach is stunning, right? The sand dunes, the sea, it’s all picturesque. I plop down on the sand, take a sip, and just breathe. But then, outta nowhere, this dog comes charging at me. It’s a golden retriever, all wagging tail and slobber. I’m thinking, “Great, now I’m a dog magnet.”
The owner, this lovely lady, runs over, all apologetic. I’m laughing it off, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, I just wanted a chill moment.” But hey, the dog’s cute, so I can’t stay mad. We chat for a bit, and she tells me about the Formby Pinewoods. Apparently, it’s a great spot for a walk. I’m like, “I’ll check it out!”
After that, I decide to hit up the Formby Golf Club. I don’t even play golf, but I’m curious. I stroll in, and it’s posh. Like, way too posh for my jeans and hoodie. I’m feeling outta place, but whatever. I grab a drink, and the bartender’s super friendly. We start chatting about the local scene. He tells me about the Formby Festival. Sounds fun!
But then, my phone buzzes again. Another work issue. Seriously? I’m about to lose it. I step outside, pacing like a madman. I’m trying to fix it, but my brain’s fried. I look up, and there’s this stunning sunset over the dunes. I’m like, “Okay, universe, I see you.”
Finally, I wrap up my work stuff. I’m exhausted but relieved. I head back home, and as I’m driving through the streets of Formby, I can’t help but smile. It’s a quirky little town, full of surprises.
So yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Formby, you wild little place, you’ve got my heart.