My Old Flame
We've been together for more than 35 years and letting go is something I cannot countenance. So I have decided to dismember her. You won't find a butchered body in a barrel or entrails stuffed in a suitcase in the attic, for my relationship has been more platonic than physical. I hold out hope that with the help of a plumber, discarding the bottom section and keeping her top half should be relatively straightforward. I'm a sentimental bloke who is about to rip the heart out of his home and in the process end a longstanding affair with a gas cooktop. The Cannon Rotisserie De-Luxe Gas Cooker is one sexy stove, not a horrible hob. This cordon bleu piece of machinery revolutionised the way my family cooked in the 1980s. It was a Masterchef moment. The installation was cataclysmic not catalytic, for it incorporated an eye-level gas griller/rotisserie that continues to burn brightly. None of this bend over business and sticking one's head in the oven to grill a c...