I rather miss the ramshackle outdoor building that had a gardener's loo and the washing machine/tumble dryer and blue tits nesting in it.
The deck was rotten and slippy so you could easily have broken your neck on a wet and windy dark night to get to it.
But it had a charm.
Now been replaced by big sliding doors and is the end of new extension.
I also rather miss the dark and treacherous stairs to the attic that made it seem like a secret room.