The Shed Is Dead, Long Live The Shed

The older shed is now dead, leaving me with plenty of space to add raised beds and grow more veg.

The old shed

I’ve done shed loads today. I spent the best part of 4 hours shedding myself of a shed, and fitting out my other shed.

When I looked around what was to become my new house in August/September last year, I made a mental note, that should I be successful in buying the house, then the little, rotting, rickety, second shed would need to come down.

The lounge window gave you prime viewing of the ugly deterioration of the shed. It had nothing more than a few inches scrap of torn roof felt on the roof – which seemed to be nothing more than a remnant of what once was, and no doubt a contributor to its demise.

The roof would be prime territory for fighting cats, and the shed was the perfect shield stopping me from removing those Blackberry brambles between myself and my neighbours.

In all the gales and storms we’ve had in late 2017 and 2018 – where I’ve laid in bed worried that my house roof would be ripped off – this damn shed wouldn’t budge. You could walk up to it and prod it with one finger and the whole thing would shake, but I think that it was mostly held together by the ivy and brambles.

So, this morning as I ate my breakfast and watched the sun begin to shine, I decided today was the day it went.

Here goes:

Shed
The shed was full of rot, woodworm and ivy. The larger, newer, more stable shed is on the right.

Going…

Going…

Going…Gone!

I now have a heap of planks, although many were rotten. I shall go through these in the next couple of weekends and see if there are any that are still firm. Those will be pieced together to form sides of raised beds in this area.

I cleared up the smaller bits of wood and put them in a box for a future trip to the dump, and smashed up and binned that brightly coloured plastic drawer frame that the previous owners abandoned (I kept the coloured drawers though).

The soil beneath the shed was bone dry, weedless, and easy to dig. However, no sooner had i removed the bramble stems and the ivy, than down came some hail storms.

I took this opportunity to make a cuppa, and headed into the remaining shed to do some tidying up, and to turn the old shed’s door into two sturdy shelves.

So, now with a tidy usable shed with storage space, and a demolished old shed, I’m ready to choose what will screen my garden from the neighbours adjoining me at the bottom of my garden (it’s currently an old wire fence), and then plan my raised beds.

I’m putting my feet up now, so thank you for reading, and as ever, happy gardening!

Andrew

Author: Andrew

I've been growing things since I was about 5 years old. Now I'm in my 30's, I'm sowing, nurturing, harvesting and enjoying the blooms in my own gardens.

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