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It's my foible, I always overengineer everything. That wall behind it is the rear of the communal garage block and the pebble dash is rather painful when you lean on it. Hence the overtall backrest.
Gwen sat down to try it and ordered a coffee table, so today I knocked one together from bits and pieces I had left over from other firewood making projects.



Only three legs 'cos that's all the suitable timber I had left, but with a stabilizer it works.
Well what do you expect without planning.
She calls it a coffee table but she drinks Earl Grey with a vengeance.
Suffice it to say that peace reigned for two cuppas, then she declared that the gazebo she made me pull down a couple of years back needs rebuilding complete with honeysuckle and jasmin all over it.
I'll have to start saving for 3x3 legs, unless someone knows where I can permanantly borrow four from.

The barbie has worked well for some 40 years, charcoal and a wire mesh. We've fed the estate a few times on that beast.
I did mute the possibility of purloining a gas fired do everything monstrosity but SWMBO shot me down. Don't think it was the possibility of being caught (though a few months at Her Majesty's would be a welcome rest) just that she likes her barbie grub incinerated and dirty. Remember jacket spuds on bonfire night.