Pallets-a-plenty

My quest for firewood has... well, I won't say ended, because then something will go wrong. But I managed to snag a bunch of pallets from the seafood place in Churchill Square. I'll cut 'em up when I get a chance -- not last night (too late to be circ-sawing), and not tonight (4 hours of tutoring), but maybe tomorrow night.

The only unfortunate thing is that at least one of them reeks of wharf. I'll have to try and burn that one sooner rather than later. Or I can cover the pile with sawdust, and mask the odour with a considerably more pleasant "sawmill" smell.

Mad thanks to Jon for getting the truck so I could pull off this little caper.

Dentist appointment now... pray for David.