There would be piles of crystallised ginger, and boxes of fat, squashy Turkish Delight.

There'd be piles and piles of the stuff by the time we got going again.

My mother told me that there used to be piles of moonstones on this beach.

The result is piles of highly flammable clothes building up in factories.

There were piles of presents beneath the tree waiting to be opened.

On open shelves along one wall were piles of sheet music.

There were piles of clothing outside the cars with wallets in the pockets.

There were piles of plastics, metals, wood and clothes ready to be recycled.

Most of the buildings were piles of rubble, smoking in the predawn gray.

The trees, the roses, the atrium that Chloe loved, were piles of ashes.

And the piles of rocks in front of me were piles of coal.

There were piles of creased paperbacks, dusty boxes full of postcards or trinkets.

On the floor around the chair were piles of black feathers.

There were piles of garbage and swarms of flies; the air smelled foul.

The stockings hung in a row, and there were piles of gifts below them.

Under the great choir at the western end there were piles of broken glass.