That’s a lot of sticks. (Norwegian people think English people call logs of wood ‘sticks’. I think that sounds quite sweet so I’m happy to adopt the terminology.)
Actually this is just the first load. We’ve ordered more. Eep!
Michael and our unbelievably helpful neighbour are out there as I type.
I helped for nearly fifty minutes but then my back started seriously complaining. Their backs probably are too, but they aren’t pregnant.
Anyway, I think we owe our neighbour a lot more apple cakes.