Money.
If I want to get my shed out there in the world, fill it with music and loveliness, and give people a good time, it costs me.
A van with a man, volunteers to lug it about and help me put it up. Fuel, time, beer maybe, and cake.
At some point, I had it in my head that the shed has the chance of making me a bit of cash. But that’s not happening yet. And if I’m truly honest with myself, it probably won’t ever. So at what point do I stop hoiking it about in a van and get on with work that doesn’t cost me so much?
This summer I’m hoping to get the shed to 3 different events. None of these will bring in any money, all of them will cost me. Last ditch attempt to show the world this lovely little self-contained performance space, in the hope someone might spot it and see its potential? Maybe?
Not sure. Because you see, I love it.
And will probably be hoiking it about for years.
(deep sigh)
