couple of years ago I decided to tidy up the patio at the back of
the house, new slabs were needed and I also decided that it would
be a good idea to have a brick barbecue. I suppose it was the thought
of not having to drag out all the paraphenalia from a crowded shed
that was the attraction. A permanent barbecue would always be available
– an Ever Ready barbecue if you like, but one that ran on
gas of course! That was my thinking, but time and time again we
get caught out. The mind is a marvelous thing, if it wants something
it can be very persuasive – particularly if you like gadgets
– like most men do (or shoes and handbags – as most
The truth is
there can never be anything impromptu about barbecuing, shopping
has to be done beforehand, marinades have to be made and sufficient
quantities of thirst-quenching liquids have to be trucked in. When
you really think of it dragging that old barbecue out of the shed
was the least of your problems but it seems that reason and logic
has no part to play when the mind is determined.
Now, as you
must know I have a caravan and I use it as often as I can. It wasn’t
brand new when I bought it but it was in good condition, which was
a good thing. However it was a problem to me that neither the hob
nor the oven had been used. The previous owners probably still have
plastic seat covers in their eight year old car. Anyway I didn’t
want to be the one to mess it up so, by using a microwave oven and
an electric steamer I avoided using it and kept it clean. Amazing
have stayed like that for evermore were it not for the entry, stage
left, of a lady. She smiled sweetly but sympathetically when I described
the cooking arrangements and I’m sure I detected some sort
of gleam in her eyes. She conveyed to me, in a kind way, that she
would prefer the use of the cooker. My heart melted and I capitulated.
And this is
how we come back to the barbecue which, by now you have probably
a caravan magazine I came across a portable barbecue which came
with all sorts of griddles, hot plates and woks – I had to
have one! Or at least, my mind did. I looked it up on the internet
and not only did that give me more tempting information it also
had a promotional video. It showed a man going on safari, cooking
on tops of mountains and on remote beaches. WOW!
So I bought
On our maiden
trip together in the caravan we shared the cooking, the lady used
the cooker and I cooked the meat on the barbecue. On evenings anywhere
close to dry we ate outside and watched the lowering sun, a bit
of vivid imagination was required there most of the time but we
mustn’t spoil a good story.
Am I pleased
with it? Yes, I certainly am. Will I be going on safari with it,
will I take it up a mountain top, will I use it on a remote beach?
Certainly it all packs up into a compact bag and it’s quite
light enough to carry, so why not?
All I need to
do is persuade the lady to carry the Calor gas bottle!
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