Secret Men’s Business

You wouldn’t know it today, but Nelson is the sunshine capitol of New Zealand, and can boast an average of 2400 hours of sunshine each year.  But the sun isn’t out at all today, just the steady drip, drip, drip as the rain falls, turning the grass we are parked on into a squelchy mess.  It’s no fun to go sight seeing in such weather, and Robin had other plans.  He’s off to do some “Secret Men’s Business” at the Men’s Shed, which conveniently have a meeting  room here in the A & P Showgrounds where we are camped.  He collected Derek, and off they went – to whatever it is they get up to in the Men’s Shed.  “No women allowed”, I was firmly told, “And no, you can’t come and take a photo”. 

Off they go, to secret men’s business

Of course, as a mere female, I have no idea what happens in this sort of place.  So it will be interesting to see if our men are sworn to secrecy when they return. 

This way to the Men’s Shed