I seem to spend an inordinate amount of time in my shed. First I thought it was because it was somewhere I had complete and utter control over; I knew where every single little thing was, it was arranged just as I wanted it and it was (mostly) full of my own stuff.

But lately, I'm beginning to think its because the shed is a bit of an analogy of my life and brain. Its beginning to show its age here and there, its full to bursting and there is quite a lot of tat in it! But despite all the little problems, like my life there's some exceptionally brilliant bits and bobs in there too. I'm kind of hoping this blog will be an analogy of the shed, well we'll see...