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in The potting shed
Grandads shed was full of tools and spanners. We weren't allowed in. After he died it took months to sort out. Unfortunately most of the contents seem to have ended up in my dads garage. Anyone one want a set of imperial sized spanners suitable for buses or tanks?
I don't remember grandpa having a shed, but he did have a lean to greenhouse that he brewed some rediculously strong wine in
My grandfather had a small but beautiful garden. His shed was part of the garage, but inside he had a window facing south.
On the bench in front of the window were his cuttings and seed trays.
It was full of all sorts of cutting and seeds in pots and trays.
It was there he helped me sow my first tomato plant.
From the day the seed germinated I was hooked.
I shall always be grateful to him for taking the time to plant the gardening bug in my head.
RIP grandad and thanks.xxx
I remember my grandad had a petrol lawn mower. I burnt my hand on the hot engine part, I must have been about 3 years old. Hurt quite a bit at the time, but my grandad could do no wrong in my eyes and I still followed him about in the garden while he cut the grass.
It seemed a huge garden when I was small, full of places to explore and play, but when I visit my nan's house now, my grandad died some 20 years ago, the garden doesn't seem so big.
Many fond memories
sitting in my fathers shed on the alloment eating the gooseberries e.t.c and shelling peas.The smell of earthy tools and dirt and having that cup of tea made on a little stove.
Ha, One of my dads cousins (he had a lot) still tells the tale of when my dad ate his Grandads Prize Goosegog, that he was saving for the show.....
He still likes gooseberries. But he prefers it that I grow them and pick them, and he eats them. (raw, and often dipped in a bowl of sugar)
Well my grandad wasnt interested in gardening whatsoever, but when i was young i used to go and play in the mud and could often be found climbing the compost heap, digging for worms and watching them riggle in my hand after finding them.
It was on the pot hole filled path along the middle of the allotment site that i first rode my bike without stablisers when i guess i was 4 or 5, i recall shouting at my dad not to let go (he wa supposed to be holding the seat) only to look round and see him miles behind having already let go and me triumphantly riding without them, upon turning round i lost control and ended up in someone elses allotment plot.
I have my father -in laws gardening tools and they still work fine ,must 50 years old plus ,will try to photo after the storm.
I'm a granddad & this is my shed......or one of them at least.
Diddydoit wrote (see)
does anyone have any pics of old gardening tool's to share with us?
Sure, my spade & fork.....bought in 1961 and still going strong.