I hoped the grass would be greener once i was no longer employed, and, yes, thank goodness, it is! As it happens, I used to have the most beautiful lawn,(I was the original lawn-mower man!) We laid it with turf supplied by the firm that had supplied the turf for Hogwarts in the Harry Potter films. We actually took a day out to go and choose our strips from a big field in which it had just sprouted---I nurtured it, fed it, watered it, mowed it in stripes, horizontally one time, them vertically, then diagonally- strangely therapeutic in the evening sun after a tough day - and, oh that smell of new mown grass- so fragrant and fresh and - well - green! I AM glad we sold the big house and garden before last summer when the hose-pipe ban would have turned it into a barren brown stump-land (of course it would always recover- grass is so resillient--)I actually made 2 compost bins too, based on ones we saw in the vegetable garden at Wisley. So those were our gardening years. I do miss my shed a little - oh yes we had all the acoutrements! Our vegetable garden was a picture with rows of leaks, peas, coriander, rasberries,-- and behind them a big dahlia bed which liz tended- tulips followed by poppies followed by dahlias-But all that is part of our PAST life now. We dont want to be rotting in a vast house and garden with children feeling obligated to come and visit. Now WE shall do the visiting and eventually we may become trendy grandparents living in Covent Garden-- a different but equally valid take on life as a still-new retiree---