3 room job today, middle of no where, approx. 40 mile round trip.
Big house on 4 acres of land but the carpet was in a converted outhouse where the daughter lived with her boyfriend.
Half way through 2nd room when the electric popped...........thinking I'd tripped a fuse went looking for the fuse box and sure enough found a fuse tripped, flicked it back and nothing. After some mild panic went looking for the daughter in the main house asked if she had power, "no doesn't appear so, maybe its a power cut" she says, I'll just go and check with the neighbour which happens to be about quarter mile.
Finally she comes back and confirms it is and that sometimes they get 2-3 a week.
Well lets give it 10 minutes to see if it comes back on I say.
15-20 mins later she goes and rings "Mummy" to find out what to do, she in turn rings the power company and is told could be anything upto 2 hours.
Can you come back to finish when the power comes on she asks?
Not really its nearly an hour here and back.
She then rings "Daddy" to find out if & where they have a generator, which they do.
Turns out to be a tiny thing I can pick up with one hand and straight away I'm thinking it isn't gonna work.
Took a while of letting them get upto speed but managed to get the pump and one vac running to finish the job.
Put about an hour on the time it should have taken but not much gratitude for the extra time, effort & running about I had to do.
Some people
