Listen, then see
There’s a trend for men to crave a shed. Gail’s husband built her one. She lives at her workplace and this was to be a retreat where she could escape to write. I was impressed until she told me it was called ‘The Cow Shed’. I was horrified, appalled, angry. Then I heard of their romance woven, years earlier, around the travelling Cow Parade. Her shed houses a growing collection of fanciful porcelain cows and a life-sized fibreglass cow stands at the door.
When I took time to listen I was no longer outraged - I smiled.