Not the dog.
Went out to buy some rubbish bags for the garden today from our local B&Q to clean the garden. (Its called Bunnings actually.)
Anyway - I saw this on sale!
So a $10 dollar packet of plastic bags came to a bit more than I had planned.
I reckon if I put a steering wheel and a prop on it I could have flown it home.
This is the monster of all Bar-B-Qs and I love it.
T on the other hand thinks its the equivilent of a little red sports car for middle aged men.
I don’t care - it cooked a mean snag and has a place to hold my beer and I can have my male menopause in peace in the garden!
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