My workshop was rebuilt at the back of the house yesterday. I have a shelf to put up and I’ll put in a light and some electrical sockets and we’re good to go!
In discussion with another restorer, he admitted that he had to work in his kitchen. To be frank, I’ve worked like that too. In some of the houses and flats I’ve lived in it was impossible to have a shed and at one stage I had a two-shelf trolley which contained all my sacs, polishes, chemicals of one kind or another, glues, large tools and so on. It lived in a store-room and was wheeled into the kitchen when restoration work began. The small tools, the ones most used, were in a hinged wooden box that once contained several bottles of schnapps.
That worked well enough but there is no substitute to having everything to hand in permanent positions. Also – and I think this is psychologically important – having a separate workplace is conducive to the right frame of mind. I leave the house, unlock the workshop, snap on the lights and I’m at work. When I’m finished I lock up and go home like any other worker.
I love my shed!