Unfortunately, I missed the live feed from your shed Rehab. I will see if I can find it on the web (not the spider’s web).
I have two sheds, one wooden at the end of the garden which contains all the pretty stuff like mowers, garden tools, strimmers and sunbeds; and one that is built like a brick shithouse (It really was a brick shithouse at one time).
I often spend my time in the BSH trying to fit thousands of small clutter into containers so that I know where they all are should I ever need them but I normally end up getting bored and shoving them back in one of the many man drawers.
There’s always that one thingy that keeps appearing on the top of the pile week after week, month after month, until the day I need it, then it hides amongst the crap never to be seen again.
As a child I often carried out experiments in my granddad’s shed, things like does paint stripper work on your hands (it does but hurts) or what would happen if I missed the nail I was banging into the shed door and hit my thumb (it hurts).
Two sheds? You are a god amongst men mate…like you I have jars…lots if jars…for nuts bolts and white spirits containing solid paint brushes which I will get around too one day…I have noticed that too…when you don’t want it …it’s there…when you need it…it disappears…something like Schrödinger’s cat…quantum mechanics mate:shock:
