WELCOME TO MY POTTING SHED

You can't beat a dollop of mud a day to keep the Doctor at bay.

Why not follow me about as I garden for money and just for fun in beautiful Nailsworth and its' environs.

What's it all about?

My gardens, that's all and any gardening related stuff I guess you might be interested in.

Where do I garden?

My house is in the centre of Nailsworth. With the wind in the right direction, we get a strong whiff of curry as it floats out of the Passage to India and into our front garden. We never get this smell anywhere else on our premises, which is either a good thing, or a bad one, depending on your point of view. As you now know we have a garden, a small rectangle, at the front of the house, and a triangular courtyard garden at the back. Then there's the Garden Plot, right down in the heart of Nailsworth, which I rent from a local business. This is new as from Autumn 2009 and will take a lot of work to help it become productive. I try to garden for veges at my friend Debbis house and for fun with my next door neighbour.

It adds up to a lot of work. For a relaxing hobby, it's proving stressful at times, but, mostly it's heaven.

There are customers who like me to work for them right through the year, and others who I see during the summer months. This working more days a week in the summer than in the winter, of course. The way to keep the finances stable for me has been to teach on the days I don't garden. Works really well for me. The bills get paid, we haven't starved to death yet and we get to have fun ... sometimes!

Tuesday 13 March 2012

Building A Garden Shed

Gerry was wanting a shed in the corner of a garden. He'd dug out the area for the base and lined it with old bricks.

I don't think all that work has done him any good!
LOL

Trouble is he needs the base to be bigger as he's decided to buy an EVEN BIGGER SHED!

So I got the task of digging the new trench as he prepared the shuttering.

Here it is then. All lined with old  bricks, and shuttered on the open sides. We've marked off the levels, so we know where to bring the cement up to.


The pile of soil has all come out of the foundation area. No wonder we're both knackered.

Stupidly, I offered to hep him mix the concrete too.

I must be potty.


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