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Sheds

Santa brought me this little book. I am willing to admit to you that I have a shed. I am also willing to admit that I have a big garage and that, like the shed, it is stuffed with motorbikes, tools and spray cans and parts of engines. In fact there is so much junk… (whoops! I don’t mean junk, I mean valuable stuff)… that I was even willing to accept that I might be a little bit weird. That is, of course, until I read ‘Men and Sheds’.

I am not recommending it… unless you like creepy books.

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