The Arrival

What's this then? A very large THIS WAY arrow?

Or could it be, perhaps, a piece of our new shed arriving this morning?

The concrete where the shed will be may be seen on the left of the photo.

Regular readers of this gripping tale will remember that there used to be an old greenhouse in that spot:

And then John removed the greenhouse (and recycled it to some friends who wanted one) and then he concreted the area for the shed:

Now the shed has been delivered and soon John will be coming to turn it from one dimension into three. Hurrah.

What is it about sheds? And caravans, and tents? I love them all. Small, friendly, comforting places, all of them.

For those of you who came to this blog looking for cutting-edge political commentary, having searched for the word "Communist", I can only apologise. Perhaps a previous post might be more what you're looking for.

Not yesterday's though, I must admit. That was about rhubarb.