Shed Life

Last August demolition man removed the old rotting wooden shed which was sandwiched between the garden wall and the house.

Due to my indecision, snowstorms, bad weather and other factors, it took a while to order a new shed. I was always concerned that we had a petrol mower in a wooden shed next to the house (Guy Fawkes Night and all that) so we decided to buy a metal one.  It’s an Aussie-made tin shed so I’m delighted …. I need to find one of those kangaroo warning signs!

After a re-jig, we can now access shed city. The potting shed is sorted and old book cases have been moved into the Aussie one. Due to general house re-organisation we tried to get a single bed in there too but without luck.

So, now there’s a bed in the summerhouse and, as I had a headache,  I had a little sleep in there only yesterday afternoon – it’s a lovely retreat!

In the summerhouse

Having rather a lazy Sunday – youngest son and fiancé here overnight after attending a wedding reception just around the corner, so it was good to share breakfast with them both. Bedding now washed and on the line, drying for our next guest tomorrow night – one of Mr Dancing’s sisters is staying over. (We have one brother and six sisters between us – must think of a way of referring to them individually yet preserve their anonymity!).

Anyhow – just had a wander in the garden and opened up the summerhouse – it’s a summerhouse kind of day – very breezy and sunny/cloudy – with, as my grandmother would put it, “enough blue in the sky to make a sailor’s pair of trousers”. (As a child I always did wonder just how big the sailor had to be to warrant a fine day).

I bought a roll of pink stripey material from my favourite shop in town – a tenner for metres and metres of the stuff! I’ve made a table cloth, napkins and a roll-up blind for the summerhouse but still have loads left – I did consider a tented ceiling but think that would have been rather OTT – so will probably make cushions for outdoors…….