Why go to a Men’s Shed? Or join the Lions? Or hold a hose as a Firey? Help out at the P&C? Maybe spend time weeding with Landcare, or keep an eye on swimmers down at Stanny wearing a red and yellow cap?

Because that’s what we do, us Aussies. Help out. Do something meaningful with our time. Be selfless, thoughtful, kind – human. Errgh, I hear you say. But…. it’s great to be with like-minded people.

And speaking of Men’s Sheds, perhaps you need a particular tool. Or maybe you can't figure out how the spridget goes back into the whatchamacallit. Or you’ve always wanted to make a special something, but don’t know where to start. These, and other of life's quandaries, can be answered at the Shed.

I’m fine, you say; got a great garage/shed/workroom I enjoy, you say. Yep, I can see that. But telling a dad joke to yourself doesn’t work, does it? Sipping a lonely cuppa, staring at a wall, meaningless chatter on the radio.

We need people in our lives. Iron sharpens iron, as they say. (And we can teach you how, at the Shed.)

So, WIIFM? (What's in it for me?). We’d love to show you. Come and visit us at your Helensburgh Men’s Shed, and find out what Wayne was doing (Hint: it’s not part of a Tardis).