I love camping. I love being outdoors. I love cooking a barbecue. What a magical combination, with the waft of embers occasionally coming your way, as you sip on a cold beer and contemplate the meaning of life. Those 30 minutes or so, waiting for your coals to go the right shade of grey are some of the finest that I've spent on planet Earth. The cold beer helps, along with the promise of some of my favourite food, usually eaten in the company of...