Yee-haw!
A shed is a shed, not a second f**king home.
Indeed, it seems an admirable way to ensure marital harmony. Just have different houses.
And a lock on the inside of the door. Know what I mean? Eh?
A sound system also. So basically a pub.
Rocky ground when you have a pub in your garden.
I've no idea where the lawnmower lives, to be honest.
My gardener's only got one ear. He claims to have lost one when he dived into a lake to rescue a drowning man, and, upon safe arrival back on shore, a branch fell off a tree, onto his ear, tearing it from his head.
I believe not one single word of this.