I may now be officially called Terry Two sheds Doe. Oh yes, Im a multi garden building kinda guy, and Ill flaunt my wooden-planked wealth hither, thither, and very possibly, yon. This new shed is currently in its sectioned form, newly steeped in preservative, awaiting the construction talents of my blessed brother-in-law, who will arrive at 10 am, drills hanging from sturdy holsters, geared up like a practical gunslinger, and ready to build the next phase of my masterplan. In no time at all, an eight-by-six monument to manly freedom will stand proudly, reeking defiantly of pretend-creosote, its double doors flung wide to welcome a ton of essential stuff, right next to my man-cave, That glorious man-cave will be free of clutter, and, with the considered touch of the rustic retreat refurbisher, I will turn it into the perfect escape module it was always intended to be. Ive barely slept at the prospect, and several wees have been entirely necessary already this morning. Right now, Im off to the magical emporium of my mate Ron Fowler, for the ultimate in fishy breakfasts, and Ill return fueled to the max to assist the creation of my dream. I do believe another small widdle is required at the mere prospect of what awaits me today. This is a fine, fine morning to be me. Brothers and sisters, to paraphrase the great Dr King - I have a shed! ;)
Posted on: Sat, 16 Aug 2014 06:04:05 +0000
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