Man, what a day! I’m tellin’ ya, being a stove-maker in Pencoed is like riding a rollercoaster blindfolded. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already thinkin’ about the stoves I gotta finish. I live on Bridgend Road, and lemme tell ya, the traffic is a nightmare. I swear, if I see one more car stuck at the roundabout, I might just lose it.
Anyway, I grab my tools and head to the workshop. It’s on the corner of Talbot Street, and it’s a bit of a dump, but it’s my dump. I love it. I’ve got stoves everywhere—some shiny, some rusty, all waiting for a bit of love. But today? Today was different.
First off, I’m workin’ on this fancy new model, right? It’s got all the bells and whistles. I’m pumped! But then, outta nowhere, my mate Dave pops in. He’s always got some wild story. “You won’t believe it, mate!” he says. I’m like, “Dude, I’m tryin’ to work here!” But he goes on about some sheep that got loose on the A473. I mean, come on! Sheep on the road? Only in Pencoed, I swear.
So, I’m tryin’ to focus, but Dave’s makin’ me laugh. I’m like, “If I don’t finish this stove, I’m gonna be in hot water!” Get it? Hot water? Anyway, I finally shoo him out, and I’m back to work.
Then, just as I’m about to weld, the power goes out. Just my luck, right? I’m standin’ there in the dark, thinkin’ about how I’m gonna explain this to my customers. “Sorry, your stove is delayed because the universe hates me.” Classic.
But then, I hear a knock. It’s Mrs. Jenkins from down the street. She’s like, “I need a new stove, love!” I’m like, “Sure, but I’m kinda in the dark here.” She just laughs and says, “Well, I brought you some biscuits!” Bless her heart. I mean, who doesn’t love a good biscuit?
So, I munch on her biscuits, and I’m feelin’ a bit better. But then, the power comes back on, and I’m like, “Alright, let’s do this!” I’m back to welding, and it’s goin’ great. I’m in the zone, you know?
But then, I hear this loud crash outside. I rush out, and there’s a bloody car crash on the corner of High Street! Just my luck again! I’m thinkin’, “What is it with today?” Turns out, it was just a fender bender, but the driver was a right numpty. He gets out, all flustered, and starts yellin’ at the other driver. I’m like, “Mate, chill! We’re in Pencoed, not a bloody action movie!”
After that drama, I finally finish the stove. It’s a beauty! I’m so proud. I load it up and head to deliver it to a customer on Mill Street. As I’m driving, I can’t help but smile. Pencoed’s got its quirks, but it’s home.
I drop off the stove, and the customer’s over the moon. “This is perfect!” she says. I’m like, “Yeah, I know. I’m a genius.” Just kidding, but it felt good.
Finally, I head back to the workshop, and I’m knackered. I plop down on my old chair, and I think about the day. It was mad, but it was mine. Pencoed’s a wild place, but it’s got character. Just like me.
So, that’s my day. Full of ups and downs, sheep, biscuits, and a bit of drama. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!