I wondered why the gas barbecue took my eye at the recent trip to the Burford Garden Centre. I thought that I was just doing rather well avoiding escorting Mrs LE around the various flora, and that the attraction to the Outback was just a size thing. The monster was big enough to scare my mere 22.5 inches
(or 57 cm as many insist on describing the Weber today
) and would have terrified the Smoky Joe. Even though I came quickly to my senses and avoided the foul temptress I have still just lit a log fire and poured a pint of Spitfire so that I might feel a bit better.