This year I found myself with a new job, new home, new postcode and a new (old, very old) dog. Life in the country on our 100 odd acres of bush was great. Fresh air, cows on tap, wide open space, an abundance of apples, kick up your heels. But there was something missing. Something that had previously been taken up by dinners with friends, evening surfs, morning beach strolls, garage sale trawling or general chit chat in my former life on the coast. I needed a project. And I had just acquired a bloody big shed.
Disclaimer: I don’t intend to be that interesting. Hope you enjoy this Mum.
adventure with val 