Confessions of an Electrician...

perspicacious:


And thank you Lisa for the mystery prize, ideally originals of editions 2 to 7 please?!!!!

Awww... Wish I could but strictly forbidden to be 'giving away' copies of the Wiring Regs .... ?

Does anyone know if there is any practical use for the novelty sized foam replica of the current regs book other than landfill?

I presumed the idea was similar to that behind a 'foam brick' I used to have on my desk - i.e. something you can use to vent your frustrations by chucking at someone/thing - but without doing any actual harm (usually).

  - Andy.

I seem to remember the IET gave BOD the yellow foam mini regs book at a Elex show that ended up on my desk.


It is a funny old world!

I've got it back this morning Andy, plus a blue one along with a very nice bag of IET branded goodies, so thank you very much Lisa.


Regards


BOD

I've enjoyed reading all the responses to Lisa Miles‍ original post, some of which have provided a laugh before settling down to the serious business of the day. 

Well done Bod (easier to say than perspicacious) .

I think we should elect you with the honoury title of Forum President.

That`s an idea Forum President bestowed by popular vote for a three month stint in office for services to the forum.

There are a few more on here I would like to nominate once Bod`s term is fulfilled too.

Hi all... I have far too many examples so I’ll go to a juicy one!


Try and keep it short.


Asked, by my brother-in-law, to wire his friends house and also fit a new kitchen etc. never met his friend, although I know most are gangster types, (true). ANYWAYS, I’ve taken the old unit’s out and rewired the kitchen. Been there over a week and got on well with his very pretty wife, and two kids’. There was a discussion about something behind the washing machine and the dishwasher and as they were pulled out I looked over the back and the wife did the same... and then we looked at each our noses nearly touching each, haha, other's. Well, I knew what I thought was coming so I stood up! Over the next day or so I noticed, and it doesn’t do anything to me, that she started to hang her undies on the radiators. So, we come to the gist... she said to me, as she knew I did roofing, that they had a leak / damp in their bedroom. Being an innocent soul I said ok... let’s have a look. We both went upstairs, it was a big house, and I asked where the damp was. The bedroom was big and everything was painted brilliant white, (wall's and ceiling), and in pristine condition... she pointed over in the corner... the ceiling sloped, at the edges. I walked around the bed, not thinking anything of it, and she followed... I asked where the damp was? She looked up at the ceiling... and, there wasn’t any damp to be seen and I said I cannot see any damp. 


At this point, my heart was beating out of my chest, my ‘thingy’ was becoming smaller and smaller by the minute... my legs’ were actually shaking... and I didn’t know what to do! I’m trapped on the other side of the bed with the door on the other side and this woman blocking me getting away! Hahaha!! I THINK, I mumbled something and somehow made it to the door! Nothing further was said as I have a code not to get involved with things like this at work, (well, almost).


My brother-in-law laughed when I told him, I also told my wife and she thought it was funny too. Apparently they were going though a bad patch and, eventually, separated. I actually met her when I was working at Epsom, in Surrey, in the town centre about a year later and we had a nice little chat... I hope she’s doing ok now as this was some 20 years’ ago!