Queen shelters in my shed
It’s a place of refuge where you can do your own thing in your own time. I’m lucky, my house was originally an old rural cottage with a bit of land where people kept various kinds of livestock and saved their own turf.
These people bequeathed me several sheds. But, of course, one of these is now The Shed — a place with tools and a workbench, jars of screws and nails, off-cuts of timber and odds and ends of ironmongery that might come in handy some day.




