You know they always malign men and their garden sheds don’t they? Guys who spend a couple of hours a week in the peace and quiet of their small domain are often tagged a sad, weird, strange, odd. Perhaps some of them are, not owning a shed myself I really wouldn’t know.

I do know this though, if I had a shed like this one I think I’d be tempted to live in it.

Meet Barney. He lives just over the track from the house I blogged this morning and is obviously getting on in years, but is filled with character, hay bales and, er, rats!

Barney has obviously been used as a stable at one time, or perhaps even a coach-house. Either way, there are still a few stalls inside.

There’s something about this old barn that I really like. It goes with the house of course, but for me it has a life all its own.

I wonder how many men used the tackle to swing bales or sacks through the door? Or what the building has used to store over the years? If only the old bricks could talk...

I had to go back to the hospital this afternoon; nothing very interesting I’m afraid, just so they could check up on Monday’s op and have a poke around to see what was what.

Anyway they seem happy enough to leave me alone for a little while now and I don’t have go back for a few weeks.

I do have a hernia though, actually I’ve had it for years, but they seem to have decided they might as well sort that out for me too; God alone knows how long I’ll have to wait for that to happen of course.

So that just leaves my mental state; well what can I say? I’m as mad as the proverbial Hatter, so no change there!

Pretty good news though, eh?

Are you one of those lucky people who live in the house of their dreams? Perhaps you don’t own a home of your own and have no wish to purchase. You may not really care very much where you live. Or maybe you’re like me and although happy with your present home, you’re willing to admit to having a ‘Dream House.’

Whatever your drams or aspirations, this house is one of a select few I’d love to live in.

Unfortunately you can’t see much of the frontage from the road; the private driveway leads you here. The walled garden (to the left/rear) is extensive and just the job for bit of growing your own.

Walking around towards the rear you start to get a feel for the overall size of the property itself. I’ve no idea what I’d do with so many rooms personally, but I’m sure I’d find something to put in them!

This is the rear of the house; I hope you’re impressed? Despite having had a couple of windows bricked up in years gone by (we had a window tax in the UK at one time) the character of the place hasn’t suffered much since the house was built.

I know this sort of rambling pile isn’t everyone’s cup of tea, but I love it; I fell for it at first glance and have been drawn back to it time and again.

Do you have a dream house? Is there a house you’d love to live in? Why not share your dreams with me?