More shed poetry – Plot thickens

To follow on from the recent shed poetry.

Sheddie Simon who owns The Plot thickens

Has written this about his great shed

On the topping-out of a pallet shed on the Wash Common allotment

Shed: May your hearth be ever stacked with sticks
for your pot bellied stove, with a hot kettle
for tea, and may the mice not find the PG Tips,
nor rats discover Hob Nobs in their metal
tin. Even when the sleet is beating hard
inside you’ll be bone dry, and though you’re built
from pallets that the wasteful just discard
your cladding will not split, nor will you tilt.
But what if I’d have gone to B&Q?
A golden pine pavilion would adorn
my plot. No hearth, no chimney pot, no flue,
no soul. You’re great, by oak, pine, thorn and yew:
this wood has found a home. So let’s adjourn
for cake, and toast this shed with a fresh brew.

By Andrew Wilcox

I love sheds Founder & judge of Shed of the year - Wilco writes mainly about sheds. About the blog Enter your shed into #shedoftheyear


  1. NP Simon, when people do creative things about their sheds either a poem or a song (like Fin) then it make it all worthwhile and show s that you sheddies are passionate about your wossnames

  2. Cheers Uncle Wilco. You know, the mice still haven’t found the PG Tips and there’s nothing like a nice cup of tea over the allotment when I should be digging.


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