I don’t think I could be without my little purple potting shed on the allotment, even though it can be quite a distraction from important jobs like weeding. You’ll often find me sitting inside with the kettle on pouring over my notes and tidying the cabinet. It’s my happy place and I wouldn’t have it any other way (although it would be nice if it was a tad bigger!)
I’ll admit that it isn’t perfect, the door is starting to go wonky, the door handle hasn’t been fixed on, some of the boards have a few gaps appearing and it needs another paint job… but I really do love it. I have yet to attach the galvanised corrugated sheets which I purchased for the roof and that is a job for this year, I think it will be the icing on the cake so to speak!
It would be nice if it was a bit bigger, with a wall full of tools hanging up, wooden sieves and lots of terracotta pots piled on shelves. Although my 1950’s cabinet is one of the best bargains I have ever purchased, you’d be surprised at how much it fits inside plus it looks pretty cute too. My tools are hanging on a handmade rack made by my Dad and the larger tools and hoops are leaning against one side of the shed. There’s just enough room for 2 chairs (at a push) and the all important cooker. You can’t pop to the allotment without having a cup of tea of course!
And it’s not only me that seems to love my little potting shed, I think another mouse has moved in after I found lots of bite marks on a paper booklet that I left in the cabinet. I’ve been tempted for a while now to write some short stories about the allotment mouse that lives in the purple potting shed!