Ramblings from my shed.

Mmm, explains a lot Krak!



Beloved sheds! My shed is green. You reminded me of a teenager who came to live with us for a few months when she was 15, her mother was making her live in the caravan on the drive and was only allowed in to go to the loo and brush her teeth! When we went there to discuss the possibility, her Mum went and packed her bag. We never looked back.