When we got here this shed was a huge rotting rhombus of wood the colour of gravy. After so much attention (a few new panels, some cross-braces and a lick of paint), I'm hoping it'll last a couple more years. Now it really needs a length of gutter and a water-butt to counter the coming drought.
Listen, I realise my life's completely dull but what should I do, make stuff up? Next week: pure lies.