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The Shed Correspondent
> No country for old lawnmowers
By: Mark Wood | June 15, 2011
No sooner did the last bit of snow melt then the dandelions popped up. Swelled with rain and fog, they took over that hellacious plot you optimistically call yo... Read More
> Freedom 15
By: Mark Wood | June 1, 2011
I bought my first motorcycle with my first pay cheque from my very first job. Since then my life's been a steady succession of jobs and motorcycles. The first o... Read More
> May 24: a special report
By: Mark Wood | May 18, 2011
Some people appear to live fabulously rich lives, mostly because they're fabulously rich. They go to Monaco for the Grand Prix, the south of France for the wint... Read More
> Not just any Nipper Bug
By: Mark Wood | May 4, 2011
I finally got stung by a wasp. Been avoiding it all my life. It happened a year-and-a-half ago in January, bastard snuck in on a piece of maple headed for th... Read More
> In praise of wood stoves
By: Mark Wood | April 20, 2011
By the time a piece of wood reaches my stove, I will have handled it eight times, enough to develop a relationship with it. While winter howls and the wood stov... Read More
> The independent suburban space program
By: Mark Wood | April 2, 2011
I grew up in a tiny fishing village on the outskirts of St. John's called Wedgewood Park. We fished for trout. It was an idyllic childhood, long before Internet... Read More
> The St. Philip’s steeple gankers
By: Mark Wood | March 19, 2011
Gank: (noun) phonetic aberration of gangster; (verb) to thieve or remove; (past tense) gank-you very much! The title of village idiot is dealt out on a revol... Read More
> Captain Kirk’s lucky day
By: Mark Wood | March 5, 2011
Tuesday night. The quietest night of the week at Smokin' Joe's shed with only himself and Jimmy Two Fires, sot by the wood stove mangling the English langua... Read More
