Strangely my lovely bride to be has come to accept it. In the beginning when there was a STOK kettle, two gassers, a Black OTG and A Performer in the back yard, not-so-much. But now that everything is gone except beautiful Webers and after turning a few for nice profits, she sort of gets it. She actually even forwarded one to me the other day. Couldn't believe it.
I'm looking forward to bringing the Blue SSP, the Red O Code Kettle home from the dock and after cleaning up the Simpsons kettle taking a photo with the Crimson and Grass green performers at the house. Might be this year's Christmas card.
Two lines-
"There's worse things to be obsessed with"
"Do I ever bust your chops about your pocketbook or shoe collection?"