Shed Appreciation Society or S.A.S.
there comes a time in a mans life when he needs his own space, away from all the stresses of life, a place to relax and tinker with oily greasy things and hit things with hammers. essentially to do man things in.
I got my own shed when I was 14 or thereabouts, so long ago I cant remember, 1995 I think. I had inherited some money and my dad encouraged me to start my man-shed off. I bought a hammer, screwdrivers, 22" scroll saw, big lathe, few drills, workmate 2000, you know the usual tools any 14 year old would like
I built a few things like bird tables, bird box house thing, custom workbench. nice simple things.
school, life, 3 car crashes, other relatives passing away, other ones moving in, and the years slipping away brings us up to a month ago when I finally got around to tidying my shed up so I could actually get in it. it had been used as a dumping ground for pretty much everything my mum didn't want in the house. Still is in some ways, but that's where car-boots and ebay are coming in handy
before I go on anymore, I will point out it may not be what many would traditionally call a shed - a small wooden thing with felt roof. mine is more of a brick outbuilding my dad built at weekends and nights after work. 50foot by 8foot ish (not properly measured it, but its round about that big.
anywho. heres a photo tour of my shed, hope you enjoy it.
the whole shed
the flowers need planting around the garden, the chickens ate the others that were there. and its a 1 piece fibreglass roof.
my end
curtains are there as added security measure, was mums idea.
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