Man, what a day! I woke up in me flat on Ashurst, right? The sun was blazin’, and I thought, “Today’s the day, mate. Gonna catch some proper fish!” But nah, Skelmersdale had other plans for me.
First off, I grabbed me gear and headed out. The streets were buzzing, like always. You got your usual suspects on the corner of Wigan Road, chattin’ away, probably about the footie or the latest gossip. I swear, if I had a quid for every time I heard someone shoutin’ “Aye, mate!” I’d be rich.
So, I’m walkin’ down the road, right? And I see this old bloke, Mr. Thompson, tryin’ to fix his bike. Poor fella looked like he was wrestlin’ a bear. I stopped to help, but he just grumbled, “I don’t need no help from a fisherman!” I laughed, said, “Well, I’m not catchin’ fish today, just tryin’ to catch a break!”
Finally, I made it to the canal. The water was lookin’ decent, not too murky. I set up me rod, all excited. But then, outta nowhere, it started rainin’! Like, proper rain. I’m talkin’ buckets! I was soaked in seconds. I thought, “Great, just great. Skelmersdale weather strikes again!”
But I didn’t give up. I kept fishin’. And guess what? I caught a whopper! A massive pike! I was buzzin’, shoutin’ like a madman. “Look at this beauty!” I thought I was the king of the canal. But then, I slipped on the muddy bank. Down I went, fish and all! I was floppin’ around like a fish outta water.
After that, I was fumin’. I mean, come on! I just wanted a good day fishin’. So, I packed up me gear, soaked and muddy, and headed back. On the way, I passed the Skelmersdale Library. I thought, “Maybe I should read a book on how to fish without fallin’ in!”
Then, I bumped into me mate Dave at the chippy on The Concourse. He was munchin’ on a battered sausage, lookin’ all smug. “You catch anythin’ today?” he asked, tryin’ not to laugh. I told him about the pike and the fall. He nearly choked on his chips! “Only you, mate. Only you!”
We ended up sittin’ outside, laughin’ and eatin’ chips. The sun peeked out, and for a moment, Skelmersdale felt alright. Kids were playin’ nearby, and I could hear the distant sound of a footie match. It was one of those moments where you just think, “Life’s not so bad, innit?”
But then, just as I was feelin’ good, I saw a bunch of lads on bikes zoomin’ past. One of ‘em nearly knocked over an old lady! I was ready to give ‘em a piece of me mind, but they just laughed and sped off. I was fumin’ again. “What’s wrong with these kids?” I thought. “No respect!”
By the time I got home, I was knackered. I flopped on the couch, still smellin’ like fish and chips. I thought about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. Skelmersdale can be a right pain sometimes, but it’s home.
So, yeah, that was me day. Full of ups and downs, fish and falls. Just another day in Skelmersdale, I guess. Can’t wait to do it all again tomorrow!