Gout and firewood are not a good combination but Doug has gout again. He has not been eating, or drinking, rich foods. Anyway, the firewood man phoned this morning as he had a load for us. He and his mate arrived at about 11 a.m.
Doug had been ordered to keep his feet up today and, it must have been painful, because he did. I was told not to stack the wood but with rain in the forecast I took no notice and a little at a time I loaded it into my wheelbarrow, wheeled it to the shed and stacked it. I did some before lunch, some after lunch then had a break and have just stacked the last of it.
Doug has conceded that it was a job well done.