A wonderful illustration from Springs goes with this article in the Telegraph gardening section.
Between the British and their sheds lingers an ancient covenant – part mystical, part practical, but mostly inexplicable. Some see the shed as an alternative reality at the bottom of the garden, others as evidence of a harking back to the days of cave-dwelling, and a few as a handy place for nailing bits of wood to other bits of wood.
What is not in doubt is that the once-humble outbuilding is on a roll, and that more things are being done in more sheds than was ever thought possible. Tomorrow sees the launch of National Shed Week, culminating in the award of Shed of the Year – convincingly won last time by a man from Southend-on-Sea, who, using a heap of spare planks, knocked up a Caribbean pirates’ lair at the back of his house, complete with tropical plants, rum barrels, ship’s rigging, cannons and a parrot.
