Man, what a day! I swear, being a tractor driver in North Ferriby is like riding a rollercoaster, but without the safety bar. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinking about the fields. But nah, today was gonna be anything but normal.
First off, I’m rollin’ down Ferriby Road, and I’m like, “Great, another day of plowing.” But then, outta nowhere, I see this massive traffic jam. I mean, c’mon! It’s North Ferriby, not London! Turns out, some bloke in a fancy car decided to park it right in the middle of the road. Like, mate, what were you thinkin’? I’m sittin’ there, engine rumblin’, and I’m just fuming. I could’ve sworn I saw a pigeon laughing at me.
Finally, I get past that mess and head towards the village center. You know, the one with the cute little shops and the pub? The one on Main Street? Yeah, that place. I’m thinkin’ I might grab a pint later. But first, I gotta deal with the fields.
So, I’m out there, tractor hummin’, and I’m feelin’ pretty good. The sun’s shining, birds are chirpin’, and I’m just vibin’. But then, I hit a rock. Not just any rock, a boulder! My tractor jolts, and I’m like, “What the actual heck?!” I jump out, and there it is, this massive stone just chillin’ in my path. I’m cursing like a sailor. “Who put this here?!” I swear, if I find the person who left it, I’m gonna have words.
After I finally get that sorted, I’m back on the road, and I’m cruisin’ down Church Road. You know, the one with the old church? It’s kinda pretty, but I’m not here for sightseeing. I’m here to work! But then, I see this little kid chasing a dog. The dog’s got a stick, and the kid’s laughin’ his head off. I can’t help but smile. It’s those little moments, ya know? Makes the day a bit brighter.
But then, BAM! I hit another bump. This time, it’s a pothole. Seriously, North Ferriby, get it together! I’m bouncing around like a pinball, and I’m just about ready to lose it. I’m thinkin’, “If I wanted a bumpy ride, I’d go to a theme park!”
Finally, I get to the fields near the Humber Bridge. Man, the view is sick! I stop for a sec, just to take it in. The river’s glistening, and I’m feelin’ all philosophical. “Life’s like this field,” I think. “You gotta plow through the crap to get to the good stuff.” Deep, right?
But then, I hear this loud honking. I look up, and it’s a bunch of geese. They’re just waddling across the road like they own the place. I’m like, “Excuse me, you feathered fools! I got work to do!” But they don’t care. They just keep strutting. I’m laughing now, can’t help it.
After a long day, I finally finish up. I’m covered in dirt, but I don’t care. I head back to the village, and guess what? The pub’s open! I grab a pint of local ale, and I’m just chillin’. The bartender’s a good bloke, always has a joke ready. “You look like you’ve wrestled a tractor today!” he says. I laugh, “You have no idea, mate!”
So, yeah, that was my day in North Ferriby. Full of ups and downs, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Just another day in the life of a tractor driver, right? Cheers to that!