Oh, it’s not that sad! Honestly!
Even though Mr. Chef is planning to paint “his” a similar shade of blue, to create his “beach hut”!
It’s really a necessity!
My shed was the original garden shed. Complete with potting bench, trolley, and all the necessary wall hooks for shears, loppers, and all my lovely tools. The walls were packed with our power tools – lawn mower, shredder, hedge trimmer and so forth – bikes, and stacked with piles of empty pots and bags of compost. Sound familiar? I even have an old bar stool, for potting in comfort.
But then came the new porch cum utility room. All the D.I.Y. paraphernalia just had to be moved out. Where to? Sadly, my shed!
It might as well have had a “No Entry” sign on the door, instead of its lovely old “Sutton’s Seeds” sign. For the last year there’s been no way in!
So now, order has been restored.
“Her” shed has been restored to its former glory. I mean, I can now actually get inside!
“His” shed is now Mr. Chef’s D.I.Y. shed, complete with work bench and tools. And his bike. Of course, seats will also be needed!
And the porch/utility room is still in order.
I’m sure we’ll enjoy both sheds, amicably!
A win-win situation, me thinks!