One of the local shops had just tracked me down. They had lost my phone
number and their lights were not working.

All they know is my first name and that I drive a white van - they just kept
asking customers if they knew me - and one of them did.

And what where the odds of the first light I took down being the cause of
the fault? Certainly less than someone in the local shop knowing me.

--
Adam

On 25/12/12 10:42, ARW wrote:
One of the local shops had just tracked me down. They had lost my phone
number and their lights were not working.

All they know is my first name and that I drive a white van - they just kept
asking customers if they knew me - and one of them did.

And what where the odds of the first light I took down being the cause of
the fault? Certainly less than someone in the local shop knowing me.

Christmas is a miraculous time.

I had te same problem with te Xmas tree lights. SWMBO said '#they
stopped working at the end of last hear'

One moments thought and I realised the quickest thing was to remove ALL
the bulbs, and test them with a meter across teh wires. Two dead (how to
TWO bulbs in a chain below) and then put them all back plus tow new
ones. Voila!

That plus installing the new slim TV which went where I had always
intended the TV should go....

However the FM radio which share the same bit of coax was staying where
it now was. Um. I soldered a spur of coax to the downlead (originally
extended to take it to the old, "new TV position", and bugger me, FM
still works and TV gets all 106 channels of **** plus some new HD ones.

The reflections must be vile. Thank Clapton for the old labgear distro
amp..and enough boost to obliterate minor problems.

Now to get an RJ45 brass wall plate to connect it to the interweb and
UPNP server..

Once again by a miracle the telephone socket, no longer used, has spare
unterminated cat 5 going back to the patch panel.


--
Ineptocracy

(in-ep-toc-ra-cy) €“ a system of government where the least capable to
lead are elected by the least capable of producing, and where the
members of society least likely to sustain themselves or succeed, are
rewarded with goods and services paid for by the confiscated wealth of a
diminishing number of producers.

On Dec 25, 10:42*am, "ARW" wrote:
One of the local shops had just tracked me down. They had lost my phone
number and their lights were not working.

All they know is my first name and that I drive a white van - they just kept
asking customers if they knew me - and one of them did.

And what where the odds of the first light I took down being the cause of
the fault? Certainly less than someone in the local shop knowing me.

--
Adam

Will that be double time or for free in the Xmas spirit?

harry wrote:
On Dec 25, 10:42 am, "ARW" wrote:
One of the local shops had just tracked me down. They had lost my
phone number and their lights were not working.

All they know is my first name and that I drive a white van - they
just kept asking customers if they knew me - and one of them did.

And what where the odds of the first light I took down being the
cause of the fault? Certainly less than someone in the local shop
knowing me.

--
Adam

Will that be double time or for free in the Xmas spirit?

Well I did not charge them. There was however a crate of beer waiting for me
after I had loaded my tools up.

--
Adam

On 26/12/2012 15:24, ARW wrote:


Well I did not charge them. There was however a crate of beer waiting for me
after I had loaded my tools up.


And the taxman can collect his share from the drains!

Good result.

So there is something to this fault devining then.

Brian

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"ARW" wrote in message
...
One of the local shops had just tracked me down. They had lost my phone
number and their lights were not working.

All they know is my first name and that I drive a white van - they just
kept asking customers if they knew me - and one of them did.

And what where the odds of the first light I took down being the cause of
the fault? Certainly less than someone in the local shop knowing me.

--
Adam

In message , ARW
writes
One of the local shops had just tracked me down. They had lost my phone
number and their lights were not working.

All they know is my first name and that I drive a white van - they just kept
asking customers if they knew me - and one of them did.

And what where the odds of the first light I took down being the cause of
the fault? Certainly less than someone in the local shop knowing me.



I can sympathise with you, I had a very apologetic phone call at 19:30
tonight, Christmas day, from the owner/manager of a local community
radio station. A power supply had died, did I have a replacement? It
was on his main mixer and so there was no output from the station, not
good. Ah well at least it got me out of the house for a couple of hours
and he now owes me a BIG favour :-)
--
Bill
( A different one )

In article ,
Bill writes:
In message , ARW
writes
One of the local shops had just tracked me down. They had lost my phone
number and their lights were not working.

All they know is my first name and that I drive a white van - they just kept
asking customers if they knew me - and one of them did.

And what where the odds of the first light I took down being the cause of
the fault? Certainly less than someone in the local shop knowing me.

I can sympathise with you, I had a very apologetic phone call at 19:30
tonight, Christmas day, from the owner/manager of a local community
radio station. A power supply had died, did I have a replacement? It
was on his main mixer and so there was no output from the station, not
good. Ah well at least it got me out of the house for a couple of hours
and he now owes me a BIG favour :-)

Mine was nearer to home... Went over to my parents on Christmas eve
together with much of the family. Flushed the loo just before going
to bed, only to find the water level settle far too high in the trap.

Christmas morning, I'm outside with drain rods, in between the
yougsters opening their stockings, and breakfast, and got it all
moving again.

Later in the day, dad poured several pints of goose fat down the
kitchen sink, so I'm fully expecting to be out there again sometime...

--
Andrew Gabriel
[email address is not usable -- followup in the newsgroup]

In article ,
Andrew Gabriel wrote:
Later in the day, dad poured several pints of goose fat down the
kitchen sink, so I'm fully expecting to be out there again sometime...

Either your dad is a slow learner, or doesn't spend much time in a
kitchen. I knew fat and drains don't mix before I was a teenager...

--
*I went to school to become a wit, only got halfway through.

Dave Plowman London SW
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On 12/28/2012 6:04 AM, Dave Plowman (News) wrote:
In article ,
Andrew Gabriel wrote:
Later in the day, dad poured several pints of goose fat down the
kitchen sink, so I'm fully expecting to be out there again sometime...

Either your dad is a slow learner, or doesn't spend much time in a
kitchen. I knew fat and drains don't mix before I was a teenager...

And goose fat is an expensive luxury item!

In article ,
says...

On 12/28/2012 6:04 AM, Dave Plowman (News) wrote:
In article ,
Andrew Gabriel wrote:
Later in the day, dad poured several pints of goose fat down the
kitchen sink, so I'm fully expecting to be out there again sometime...

Either your dad is a slow learner, or doesn't spend much time in a
kitchen. I knew fat and drains don't mix before I was a teenager...

And goose fat is an expensive luxury item!

Makes terrific roast potatoes.

--
Sam

On Fri, 28 Dec 2012 09:59:25 +0000 (UTC),
(Andrew Gabriel) wrote:

Later in the day, dad poured several pints of goose fat down the
kitchen sink, so I'm fully expecting to be out there again sometime...

I know he's your Dad and all, but that's pretty daft.