Beauty

Have spent the last hour or so timber treating my shed. I'm looking at it now and I can't tell you how happy I am! The sun bleached shiplap planking that has taken a beating over the summer is now a woody gold and when I add the second coat tomorrow it will darken to the same colour as the timebers of the ships that saved us from the Armarda.

I had thought that there was noting quite so glorious as a man and his shed, now i learn that there is - a man, his shed and cresote!