One of the biggest problems with living in the bush is the crap at the back porch. The dog, the kids, the balls, the bats, the mud and the BOOTS! It’s the dumping ground for all. I new that I couldn't paint yellow walls where the dog sleeps, I new that the walls would be bashed around with hockey sticks and footballs. So I got to thinking..........with no money (I was thinking some more).......then I found it. The stash of fence palings up the top shed! Done....you bloody beauty!