My one and only faithful Weber arrived in the UK via a Vulcan recuperator bay(as did many other things) in 1980. Hmmm nuff said. It finally gave up the ghost last year and was laid to rest in the local scrap yard. My brand new 47cm Weber, with an ash can, had it's first outing this evening, some lamb chops,chicken wings and a sausage or two, all washed down with a bottle of Tesco's finest. Mind you, I had to take out a mortgage to buy it, still never mind. My eldest son has now got his eye on it, if he thinks I'm going to leave it to him he can think again. It's going with me. So there!!!!