Day 5: Watching Plaster Dry and Thinking of Diarmuid
I’ve been watching the plaster dry.

It takes three days, apparently.

Big patches of the deep salmon are lightening to a sort of coral ochre.

The plastering guy came on Day 5 (which, if you counted all the days since the build began, was really Day 9, but I didn’t want to count weekends and days when the guys were somewhere else probably gathering Snickers bars, so for the purposes of our blog, we’ll call it Day 5).

Anyway. The plastering guy came and he was very tall.

Watching plaster dry has a strange effect on me. I keep having flashes of Diarmuid Gavin.

Now this isn’t such an odd thing because, as all true Diarmuid fans know, Diarmuid quite likes sheds. In fact, I can even say he built his celebrity on sheds. Here are a few he prepared earlier.


To non-Brits reading this blog, Diarmuid is a television presenter / garden designer with a delicious Irish accent (probably because he is from Ireland) who has the ability to render the female gardening public swooning in their broccoli spears.

It is not true by the way that British ladies are pale, cold, unemotional, sexless creatures.

Some of us are quite friendly.

Especially when we think of Diarmuid.

If you think I am beginning to repeat myself, you are right, but I am trying to make a point if only Diarmuid would stop distracting me.
So. Diarmuid likes sheds. And in 2005 he did this brilliant communal garden with white pods for sheds.

Our Diarmuid’s edgy designs and AWElessness ruffle plenty of establishment feathers, but that doesn’t stop him winning medals, like he can’t help it. Sigh. Is it no wonder he is Britain’s hottest potting shed pin-up?
Okay. So now I am going to reveal why I am having (hot) flashes of Darmuid Gavin while watching the plaster dry.People say that my stuff is not 'normal' but it is no more so than garden sheds that look like Swiss chalets that a lot of people have. How weird is that?
Gardening tradition is wonderful but there was nothing contemporary around. Fashion, music, cars and clothes design had moved on but there was nothing in gardening that reflected that. I want gardening to be more relevant to me and lots of other people.
I have discovered that Diarmuid has chosen MY chosen shed-builder, Rooms Outdoor, to build HIS shed for this year's Chelsea Flower Show. I mean, this is a true meeting of minds! It’s official! Diarmuid and I are practically like THIS!

Rooms Outdoor (MY shed-builders) are manufacturing the shed to Diarmuid’s (MY Diarmuid’s) specification.
Here’s the shed (click on the picture to see it in full high-res glory)
Apparently Diarmuid tends to do only large commercial projects these days so the shed will be a steal when it’s sold off at the end of the show … for a cool £80k.
Now I swear, I would be in the queue to get a Diarmuid original but, folks, I’ve just built my own shed and though it’s NOT technically designed BY Diarmuid, I think it gets pretty close.
The boys say they will be finished with my shed by this Saturday, Day Six of the build – they’re due to be working on Diarmuid’s shed at the Chelsea Flower Show.
I will miss them. But I will be happy in the knowledge that they will be taking coffee from the great man himself.
That’s two sugars each, Diarmuid!

Next: Day Six and Seven - More Roof, Electrics and Surprises on the Deck



6 breathtakingly witty responses:
Armand just died from laughter. I think that last picture did the trick. Matthew didn't understand what was going on so he just growled at the toothless man. :P
you have my condolences. may armand rest in peace.
Can you get Dairmuid round to officially open your shed after he's finished at Chelsea? None of that 'you'll be in by Xmas' nonsense with these guys is there -fantastic!
it is really amazing. if you just count the number of days they've physically been on site, it will take them just seven (or eight)days! Over just two weeks!
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