My father’s shed is in a poor way. The roof leaks, the tarps (plural) have now failed, and an internal tarp prevents a lot of damage. Father made the shed himself, so the minimum internal height is 6’6″, rising to 8′ by the door. Compare this to any shed you buy; I hit my head on every doorway, and I am not, quite, 6′ tall.

I was attracted by the “A-frame” of the NZ Antarctica service – in fact an ex-US shed from the 1950s, abandoned by the US, but rescued by the Kiwis. I discovered this evening that it burnt down earlier this year.

I am so taken by the idea of building a shed in the style of an A-frame. I also have details of some “super-insulation”, but not what I know as “superinsulation” from my job; I mean insulation that uses millimeters of material instead of inches for the same effect. I must get my hands on some of this soonest.

Talking of the Antarctic reminded me of a particular picture I downloaded years ago:

OK, I give up; how do they raise the flag every day?

OK, I give up; how do they raise the flag every day?

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