The allotment and the pub are watering holes, places where men can talk about what men talk about
function to the pub or the allotment. those wizened old men are not down there to harvest their own prize-winning giant veg, they are there to escape from the trouble and strifes.
the allotment and the pub are watering holes, places where men can talk about what men talk about, which is usually stuff of not a lot of any consequence.
the shed, however, is a space of singular solitude and quiet contemplation - a quick and convenient escape route from the incessant nagging and bickering, where a married man finds release from the ceaseless chatter and demands to sort the slightly wonky loo seat out and requests to re-do the bathroom in Aqua Marine.
Now that you are a MADman you have no reason, no excuse to disappear down the pub/allotment/shed.
So if you’re hankering for those days spent doing not a lot down the shed, why not turn your house into one big shed?
Get a padlock on your front door and leave a pot of creosote open along with a tin of rusty nails to get that authentic creosote and rust aroma.
Put the potatoes and onion sacks in the kitchen rather than down the shed and hang all sorts of tools from the walls of your home.