And that what’s really struck me about the Men’s Shed. It’s a practical place, full of noise and sawdust, with a group of different guys working alongside each other, swapping tips and jokes. And that’s the way lots of men are used to interacting with each other, throughout their lives.
The men I met came because they wanted to make something – from a kids’ puzzle to a window frame, a side table to a sculpture. They didn’t come to meet people or because they were lonely. Nobody has to say that they need help – except to work the sander.
In my day job, at the Centre for Ageing Better, I’ll be taking the lessons from Men’s Sheds and similar organisations on what works to encourage more men to take that first step, make new connections and improve their mental wellbeing. And at home, I might just make a start on that treehouse for the kids.