Grandads shed was full of tools and spanners. We weren't allowed in. After he died it took months to sort out. Unfortunately most of the contents seem to have ended up in my dads garage. Anyone one want a set of imperial sized spanners suitable for buses or tanks?
You don't stop doing new things because you get old, you get old because you stop doing new things.
"I always remember the aroma as you opened the shed door,with the smell of oily rags and geranium cuttings and the ball's of string e.t.c." One of my sheds has a lovely well used shed smell, the old boy who owned my cottage before me was 87 and he had pots and pots of screws, nails, bits and pieces. When I moved in I went through everything having a clearing out session, and now I have pots of screws, nails, bits and pieces, plus the old garden tools that were left, spades and shovels from goodness knows what year - totally fab ! I enjoy using them, knowing they've done a lot of work in the garden already He had a veg plot the width of the garden, 150 foot !!!!! got a couple of cracking overhead photos.
Why not share them with us Kezza?, I always loved the smell when the shed got it's anual coating of creosote,Lonely smell not forgetting the sell of old hessian sacking cloth.
I remember my grandad had a petrol lawn mower. I burnt my hand on the hot engine part, I must have been about 3 years old. Hurt quite a bit at the time, but my grandad could do no wrong in my eyes and I still followed him about in the garden while he cut the grass.
It seemed a huge garden when I was small, full of places to explore and play, but when I visit my nan's house now, my grandad died some 20 years ago, the garden doesn't seem so big.
I always remember my school days in rural studies and for some reason or another it was always the last lesson and no way would he let us back into the school via the tool shed without him inspecting every inch on your spade or fork to make sure it was cleaned and oiled.I often had to do a 3 mile trek home because it made me late for the bus home.
It did later in life teach me to respect my tools and now i know why grandad's lasted so long.
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Grandads shed was full of tools and spanners. We weren't allowed in. After he died it took months to sort out. Unfortunately most of the contents seem to have ended up in my dads garage. Anyone one want a set of imperial sized spanners suitable for buses or tanks?
I don't remember grandpa having a shed, but he did have a lean to greenhouse that he brewed some rediculously strong wine in
My grandfather had a small but beautiful garden. His shed was part of the garage, but inside he had a window facing south.
On the bench in front of the window were his cuttings and seed trays.
It was full of all sorts of cutting and seeds in pots and trays.
It was there he helped me sow my first tomato plant.
From the day the seed germinated I was hooked.
I shall always be grateful to him for taking the time to plant the gardening bug in my head.
RIP grandad and thanks.xxx
I remember my grandad had a petrol lawn mower. I burnt my hand on the hot engine part, I must have been about 3 years old. Hurt quite a bit at the time, but my grandad could do no wrong in my eyes and I still followed him about in the garden while he cut the grass.
It seemed a huge garden when I was small, full of places to explore and play, but when I visit my nan's house now, my grandad died some 20 years ago, the garden doesn't seem so big.
Many fond memories
It did later in life teach me to respect my tools and now i know why grandad's lasted so long.