Getting winter fuel deliveries is a matter of timing. Too early and there is not enough space for the wood in the bunker. Too late and the boiler runs out of fuel and the guests get cold and then unhappy.
The wood comes in a great big lorry fitted with a fan which blows the wood into the bunker. This technique saved us from having to build a big ugly ramp for lorries to tip their load into the bunker through the roof.
Today was delivery day. The lorry backs up to the bunker, the driver connects the pipes, the fan blows for half an hour, and Bob's your uncle. There was even enough space for ther whole load.
And just for the fun of it, here's one of my fuchsias, still blooming.