Over the years of renting and living at home, I have always longed for a shed to house all of the stuff that isnt allowed in the house and to have a place where I can just go and potter around, when life gets too tough in the house.
I have had many a conversation about the different types of sheds with mates of mine and what they’ve done to improve their ‘little tin box out the back’. Be it from fully decking out the shed with carpet, plastering the walls, painting, adding a bar, lounge suite (sometimes better than the living room, of course bought at a nearby garage sale), us ‘men’ really know how to have all the comforts of the home in our shed.
When L and I were looking around for our first house, on the list of things of the must haves, was a shed, then the off street parking, the two bathrooms etc… and of course in a working class suburb that were looking, a shed was to a man as important as a home is to a woman, especially back in the 1950’s.
Before I start to show you all a photos of my current shed and you all start drooling, I will attempt to describe it to you. My shed is a 1950’s style shed measuring approximately 13m x 3m, clad with asbestos cement sheeting and with a cement tiled roof. On the inside it has been internally sheeted with 3mm masonite sheeting to the ceiling and sporadically around the walls in all different sorts of colours. There are two windows down one side facing into the backyard. The door to get in the shed is an old, what can only be described as a ‘bitsa’ door, it has some panelling, 4 different types of handles, peeling paint, a lift to lock function, this cool old bolt and latch that is severely rusted and a couple of hooks that are used to either lock you in or lock you out.
Also inside the shed are the original work benches that look to have been there just as long as the shed, they are really solid and made of hardword (like the rest of the shed), and to take a close look at the benchtop there must be a couple of holes for every project ever proformed on it, some large and some small. The mind wonders to think of all the little odd jobs, and toys and minor modifications have been made to things over the years… I admit the shed has seen better days and currently is in need of repair, but you will hear about this in future entries.
Being such a large shed and considering our house was devoid of any cupboards, a lot of the stuff that should be in the house has made its way out to the shed as STORAGE. This is a scary notion if anyone has seen over the years how the man’s shed has become the final resting place of junk that no longer has a place in the home. I have currently sectioned the shed into three sections. Section one – the workshop, this is where the workbench is and all of the tools, and has a distinctive smell about it, you know the one of petrol, oil, sawdust and old cut timber, ahhhh, that sweet smell. :o) Section two – the gym – yes I do have a home gym that is currently being used about 3 times per week although its space in the shed is under fire from section three. Section three – the STORAGE – this is the ever increasing space that seems to move like the tide and I think if it wasnt for the fridge standing guard and separating the gym section from the storage section we’d have problems.
To conclude this entry, the shed is an amazing place, it truly is a place that a man can call his own! it doesnt really matter to us what it looks like or what size it is, the shed is a place that is a forever changing environment, and once you start spending time out there, it will become quite addictive and before you know it you will lose hours out there.