Cannon and on and on [and off] (Cannon 151)

Member Name: gryphon

Product:	Cannon 151
Date:	05/04/01 (396 review reads)
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Advantages: was Utterly reliable

Disadvantages: plate warmer is VERY efficient

Unless you are a devotee of raw food, you are likely to need a cooker of some sort, as campfires in Greater London are frowned upon.

When we got married 20 years ago, Sandy and I were gifted a cooker from a grandma with gas board connections [not threequarter inch copper pipe- her husband had worked there].

It was [as you may have guessed from the title] a Cannon 151.
It has an eye level grill with plate warming rack above [disconcertingly warm, on occasion!]
Clock, auto start and minute timer,
Four rings
Oven with self cleaning sides and see through door panel
Pan drawer.

The cooker has been utterly reliable over the years, as all the twiddly bits that we never used gradually ceased to function. [I suspect out of pique at being ignored.]

The auto start, which was meant to do your roast while you were at work, so you came home to a hot meal, was never used- the first we found out about it was when the oven wouldn't start after 9 or so years.
I disabled the auto, and never had that problem again.

The minute timer, which apparently went 'ping' up to an hour later to remind you lay idle for almost 12 years before we found that it never had, and nevermore would.

This led us to look at the clock- we don't know what year it failed in, but we do know that it was at three o'clock exactly.

The bulb in the oven died after 15 years faithful service, but since there is a glass panel in the door, daylight enters quite satisfactorily, so we can still watch our food cook.

The spark ignition functions perfectly
The self clean does
The grill grills where you can see it
The hob is instantly controllable
The oven ovens quite happily
The pan drawer gets overfull like all good pan drawers.

20 years and still going strong- it's probably in better shape than I am

Update June 2001
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If I believed in jinxes.
...
Just 'cos I dooyoo'd a good op about a faithful servant, it's turned up its toes, and shuffled off this mortal coil to the great kitchen in the sky [or rather the council tip for recycling and rebirth as a couple of hundred bean tins].

After 20 years, the oven finally decided not to light, just in time for us not to have Sunday lunch- mrsgryphon reckoned she didn't want to start her diet quite that way, so it was plan b, and lunch a little later than expected.

On the Monday following, it was all fingers to the keyboard as we looked for spares- hmmm- not a lot of joy, so onto the phone & yellow pages? Still no joy, just a drawn out intake of breath from the spares salesmen, and a 'they don't make them like that anymore'.

After 20 years, a fitting tribute: they don't make them like that any more.

Expect a new op on our new cooker- when we've had time to grow accustomed to each other.


Rust In Peace

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