Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 12:25 am Post subject: a muse
Most evenings when the kids are bathed and bedded i like to snatch a bit of time in my shed.Sheds are a social phenomenon,a mans place an escape.my shed is now over 70 years old,stone built and small,in it i have surrounded myself in all the ephemera of the country man,snares on tealers,nets for fish and nets for rabbits and black tip rabbit,a crop of cattypults hang from old rusty nails each as different from the other as my kids but still all have a bit of me in them. stacked are trays full of my chattels,tools in one bone in the other , another full of exotic woods,and hanging from the eves a pair of exmoor stag horns .In the background is the BBC trickling from the wireless joined in chorus by the windy rattle of the old stable style door. The Valor paraffin heater is lit and the warmth convects and radiates basking man and dog in warmth,the long dog has a bed under the work bench,just a blanket in a mothers pride basket,there he twitches and yaps as he dreams of the chase,and judging by the wag of his tail he gets em too! as the dog sleeps i sit in my chair and knit another hemp purse net and i find my mind wondering to the hunts of days gone and old friends ,some with us some now gone. my mind drifted still further and i felt a connection to my ancestors who over the millenia have in their way done much the same as me of a cold February night ,they had a fire and not the easy to light valor,and maybe a dog not to dis-similar to mine,and they too would have probably been crafting some means of getting a meal.
As the evening progresses the nets are hung in turn ,regimented on their rusty nail.as i get up from the chair the dog awakes ,as i sling my lamp over my shoulder he gets up and stretches ,arching his back with a shudder.he knows its time to walk the fields whilst others sleep..........
its that way of life for me aswell i have always maintained that if ever we move my shed comes with us witch would be nie on impossible as its imbedded in 2 feet of concreet but my shed to me is worth any house its my little escape no corrie no east enders no emmerdale all that shit is left behind in the house with the misses i light the wood burner every day about 10 am and i usualy leave the shed about 9 pm i have a kettle and a pot and a frying pan on the stove when ever i want a cup of tea theres always a nice hot pot handy my shed has caused many a good row with the misses lol she says i spend to mutch time in it not sure what she will think when she sees the pull out couch ive been given lol
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