the inside

Great weekend, which inspite of various levels of illness, was spent down at the caravan...

We enjoyed the sunshine down at Itchenor, my nose slightly more than I meant it too... played footie, ate lunch and once again took part in championship crabbing. For us in the know, high level crabbing is achieved through the usual crabbing line, net and bucket but with the savvy addition of squid as your bait! The gang of boys, Alfie, Charlie, Paddy and Felix see off all comers as they dangle their seemingly innocent crablines into the crab pool at the Witterings - but whilst other children pick up one or two tiddlers with their promise of mouldy old bacon - the boys have a field day, tugging up the biggest, meanest crabs around and in some cases up to five bold crustacean all holding on to one piece of squid. Clare and I always give in in the end and share our secret...offering squid to every other child around to join in the fun, but not until we have stood proudly watching everyone else try and work out what special 'crab magic' our children must weave!

So for my crab baiting friend...the inside of the shed!

Enough of the outside - let's see where we really live...

Well, our well appointed shed is rather like a big caravan...

We have one big family room slash kitchen where we spend all of our time, warmed by the wood burner that I still struggle to light when I am on my own. There is no other heating in the shed beyond the fire, but we have found that we don't need anything else - even when it is minus something outside and raining. Jeff ripped out what was here before and has put in a new kitchen which rather incongruously in a shed has very posh appliances - the plan being the cooker etc stay in the new building - so why not buy them now.

Ablutions are carried out in the bathroom - which alongside the loo and bath houses a washing machine, tumble drier and washer drier (always so much washing!). The dogs have a bed in what was the old hallway, but which now houses the wood for the wood burner, coats, shoes, computer and the rustiest old water tank you have ever seen.

The final part of my living jigsaw is the bedroom. One only - we are all in together - the boys beds at the foot of Jeff's and mine.

Charlie thought he would take you on a tour of the palace...and I hope you like the photos...

I asked the boys what they liked about living here. Alfie said - the river we can dangle our feet in..Charlie said - transformers can land in our garden...so good all round!

happy, red nosed and relaxed...