Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a glazier in Lutterworth ain’t for the faint-hearted. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about the job on High Street. Got a call last night. “Need a window fixed ASAP!” Typical, innit?
I grab my tools, head out. Lutterworth’s streets are a maze, I swear. I mean, you got George Street, then it twists into Church Street, and before ya know it, you’re lost. But I’m a pro, so I find my way.
First stop, this old pub, The Bell. Lovely place, but the windows? Man, they looked like they’d been through a war. I’m talkin’ cracked, dirty, and just sad. I’m thinkin’, “How do people even drink in here?” But hey, I’m here to save the day, right?
So, I’m workin’ away, and this bloke walks in. He’s all chatty, y’know? “Oi, mate, you fixin’ that window?” I’m like, “Nah, just here for the free beer.” He laughs, but I’m dead serious. Anyway, he starts tellin’ me about the history of Lutterworth. Did ya know it’s got ties to John Wycliffe? Yeah, the guy who translated the Bible. Crazy, right?
But then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash! I jump, drop my tools. Turns out, some kid on a bike just smashed into a lamppost. I’m like, “Great, now I gotta fix that too!” The kid’s fine, just a bit shaken. But I’m fumin’. Why can’t people just pay attention?
After that drama, I finally finish the window. It looks mint! I’m feelin’ like a hero. But then, I get a call from another customer. “Need a window on Leicester Road.” I’m thinkin’, “Can’t a guy catch a break?” But I’m a glazier, so off I go.
Leicester Road’s a bit of a trek. I’m cruisin’ along, and I see the old Lutterworth Grammar School. Man, I remember when I was a kid, I thought I’d never get outta school. Now look at me, fixin’ windows! Life’s funny like that.
I get to the next job, and it’s a right mess. The lady’s all stressed, “My cat jumped through the window!” I’m like, “Well, that’s one way to get a new view.” She didn’t laugh. I guess cat people don’t have much of a sense of humor.
So, I’m fixin’ this window, and I can hear the church bells ringin’. It’s a nice sound, but it’s also a reminder that I’m runnin’ outta time. I’ve got another job on Station Road. I’m thinkin’, “Why do I do this to myself?”
Finally, I wrap up, and I’m knackered. But then, I see this little café on the corner of Market Street. I can’t resist. I grab a cuppa and a slice of cake. Best decision ever! The cake’s so good, I almost forget about the day’s chaos.
As I sit there, I think about Lutterworth. It’s a small town, but it’s got character. The people, the history, the streets. Yeah, it’s got its quirks, but so do I. And at the end of the day, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
So, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, laughs and crashes. Just another day in the life of a glazier in Lutterworth. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!