Some days you just wish you never saw something….

Many people don’t know in my previous life I was originally trained as a Multi-Skilled Electronics Technician, trained by way of an apprenticeship at Birds Eye Walls in Lowestoft in England. The first year of training was all at the Lowestoft college where I spent my time working lathes and milling machines, then later wiring things up as an Electrician. A number of years in the factory training as an electrician followed as well as another year (later) in the Great Yarmouth College of Further Education left me with a broad base of training required to be an electrician. Needless to say over the years this training has been useful at home and at work as well as to provide pocket money and assistance to friends.

There are times though when I think it might have been more beneficial to have not trained as I often find myself presented with problems that I could really do without…!

Today was no exception. Unfortunately I didn’t get a photo before I started this 2 minute job that turned into half a day’s nightmare.. I did however take a couple of photos when the realisation of what I was in for dawned on me. The “little job” was to fix or replace an unswitched single socket in the lounge of my new house. When the Melita cable man had been a few days earlier, he connected the lightening arrestor/cable earth to the socket (or so I thought.) When he left I noticed the socket was not fully flush against the wall and paid it little attention. A day or so later I added the HD player to the setup and on plugging it in to a multi-way adapter dislodged the socket and it hung loosely. I figured it was not secured properly and thought to myself, “no problem I’ll replace it with a new switched socket, or even a double socket if I could. I decided this morning (a Sunday morning so all the hardware stores are closed… brain of Britain I am!) to do the replacement, first I isolated the power and then and set to work promptly unscrewing the existing socket this is where I noticed the start of the troubles. The screws were not screwed into anything and were easily removed (to easily) I inched the socket forward and disconnected the active (Live/Red) cable, then the return (Neutral/Black) cable. At this point any electrician will know that something is wrong, you should disconnect the earth (Green or Green/Yellow) first as there are often exposed bars that you can short your screwdrivers to which will trip a RCD (Earth Leakage Circuit Breaker).. not really a problem unless you’re working by the lights and you’re in an older house that has been adapted to use an RCD and everything is running through the RCD.

The reason for the omitting of the Earth terminal was that I could see substantial corrosion and wanted to get a better look before touching anything. Of course it wasn’t as easy as that, as the whole socket came away in my hand as shown in the first picture…

Next thing I noticed was the fact it all came away and the earth was not attached!! Severe corrosion had rusted away the terminal. Not only that but the same severe corrosion had rusted away the screw mounts, hence why the socket was not actually attached to anything.

Here began my quandary. My next step was to assess the damage, the next pictures graphically depict the extent of the problem..


..and finally the wall box itself…


notice that the very helpful idiot from Melita Cable had not warned me of anything, and infact did a damn good job at hiding the issue by pointing the earth cable at the bottom of the socket, embedding it into the crumbling plaster nicely hiding the fact the socket was damaged, unsecured and more importantly, not EARTHED!

Net result was Mr Melita had attempted to connect to the back of a socket, had then not connected anything as had finished of the socket. I know it’s not him who broke it, but I think as a very minimum issue he should have highlighted that he was unable to earth the cable and that the socket was a health hazard waiting to kill someone.

Net result was several hours of graft cleaning up what was left of the socket, noting that in 1966 the builders/electricians of Malta buried steel conduit into walls connecting them to standard galvanized steel in wall boxes. Now I was unable to get the reminants of the socket out of the wall so I secured an earth to the existing un-corroded conduit, and to the cable, used a wall mounted plastic box to cover the hole and crossed my fingers. I’m afraid to check the Earth Loop resistance, but note that now I know I am only plugging in double insualted earthless devices in the hope that nothing goes wrong before I replace the wiring completely.

Now back to the title, as you probably guessed by my little story, it is mostly referring to the incident with the socket and the fact it wasn’t earthed at all. In fact it goes further, as someone who knows what electricity can do and has a very healthy respect for it, I’m not about to leave any of the other sockets to chance, and checked a few on the ground floor. Result: the whole house is as bad and needs a complete re-wire!!!

None of which was picked up on the survey…

NOT HAPPY JAN!

Children can be so short sighted, but should we blame the world of today…?

Now I don’t normally post things like this, but I thought I’d share this with you all. My son was an early learner, we hoped he’d be following in my foot steps and learning computers, programming, IT, etc. That proved to be nothing more than a pipe dream, being diagnosed with ADHD some years back went on the drugs that take away the energy and spark that is needed to become someone truly great. What for? So that he could cope with being bored with everything. I have said for a long time that most ADHD kids are not ADHD, but are in fact bored, life when I was a child was all about getting out of the house getting chased by farmers with with shotguns and getting hit with “salt shot” (that stings like a b*******d I can tell you.) We went out “scrumping” during the summer, and fell out of trees on a weekly basis. It didn’t matter whether you were a boy or a girl, whether you were black or white (well except for when you were hiding in bushes to protect your arse from salt shot! 😉 .) We kept things about where we had been to try and elude our mums and dads into a false sense of security that we were where we were supposed to be and not getting in trouble, none of us wanted to be grounded. None of use wanted our arses kicked by our dads (that was always worse then getting hit by salt shot) and for those who think a child should never be hit, just remember this: we knew the consequences of our actions from around the age of 7. We knew that if we did something wrong out of ignorance we would get told what is right. We knew that if we did it again we’d get shouted at and berated. We knew that if we did it again we’d get the cane, the hand, or “the stick”. The hand unless was to bare skin didn’t really hurt, it just sent a shock to the system. The cane stung like nothing else, but was soon forgotten. “The stick” well that was a weapon that could have broken bones, but no matter how angry mum and dad got, no matter how much we deliberately winded them up, it never broke anything, it also never bruised, it just hurt like nothing else with a lasting pain that kept you reminded for a few hours.

Today the world is very different. You even look like you’re about to hit a child and you get arrested, God forbid you chastise (even verbally) another families child. Today mums and dads are divorced by their own children, they are gaoled for child abuse when they carry out any form of discipline on their children.