Just for my clarity
When muggins here built the new estate, thanks to the UK property boom, I had mains gas plumbed to the back of the house for the BBQ. Whilst the old weber occasionally singed the eyebrows and forearm hair she never gave me a personal fireball, losing what little hair I had left and a nice sunburn on half my face. My eye lashes/brows did look like something out of Space 1999.
I still remember seeing the sticker through the heat haze "Allow to vent if not ignited on second attempt" - instructions who needs them
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Charlie sends
From the land of the big ass BBQ prawns(Shrimp for the locals)