Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I woke up in my flat on Bath Road, right? The sun was shining, birds chirping, all that jazz. Thought it was gonna be a chill day. Spoiler alert: it was NOT.
First off, I had to run to the office on Temple Street. You know, the usual grind. But as I’m walking, I see this massive queue outside the bakery on High Street. I mean, who doesn’t love a good pasty, right? But I was like, “Nah, I’ll grab one later.” Big mistake.
So, I get to work, and my boss, bless her, is in a mood. She’s all like, “We need those documents sorted ASAP!” I’m a document specialist, not a magician! But whatever, I dive in. I’m knee-deep in paperwork, and then BAM! The fire alarm goes off. Like, seriously? In the middle of my document chaos?
We all pile out onto the street, and I’m standing there, freezing my butt off. I look around, and there’s this old bloke on the corner of Station Road, just munching on a sausage roll like it’s the end of the world. I mean, priorities, right?
After what felt like an eternity, we’re allowed back in. I rush to my desk, and guess what? My computer crashed. Just my luck! I could’ve screamed. Instead, I just stared at the screen like it owed me money.
Finally, I get everything sorted, and it’s lunchtime. I’m starving! I head to the park on Keynsham Memorial Park. It’s lovely there, all green and stuff. I sit down, ready to enjoy my sandwich, and this cheeky squirrel comes up. I swear, it looked me dead in the eye and snatched my lunch right outta my hand! I was like, “Oi! That’s my lunch, mate!” But the little bugger just scurried off. I mean, who knew squirrels had such guts?
After that, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up the café on the corner of The Square. I order a latte, and the barista, bless her, gives me a free cookie. I’m thinking, “Finally, some good luck!” But then, I drop it. Right on the floor. I just stood there, staring at it like it was a crime scene.
Back to work, and the afternoon drags on. I’m drowning in documents, and then my mate texts me. He’s like, “Let’s hit the pub later!” I’m all in. I need a pint after this madness.
Finally, the clock strikes five, and I’m outta there. I meet up with my mate at The Crown. It’s packed, but we squeeze in. I order a pint of cider, and it’s like heaven in a glass. We’re laughing, sharing stories, and I forget all about the day’s chaos.
But then, outta nowhere, this guy spills his drink all over me. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Seriously, mate?!” But instead of getting mad, I just laugh it off. It’s been that kinda day, right?
As the night goes on, I’m feeling good. We’re chatting about everything and nothing. Keynsham’s got its quirks, but it’s home. The streets, the people, the random squirrel heists. It’s all part of the charm.
So, yeah, what a day! From document disasters to squirrel thefts, it was a rollercoaster. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Keynsham, you crazy little town, you’ve got my heart.