It's lunchtime so between slurps of curry I'll update what needs updating and come back later if I get some time.

First some personal history. For no real reason I early on earned a reputation in my family as pretty useless with my hands. Standard jokes followed the "study hard so you can afford to hire plumbers/electricians/tradesmen" line. I agree that I can't construct a house from scratch. I do not have that background. But general around the home stuff I hold my own as a DIY handyman.

So yesterday the hot water went out at Disneyland manor. I returned home to discover the PB had a bath in the kitchen sink and JC skipped the whole thing. More importantly I was facing shaving without hot water. For the lady folk, that's not a pleasant experience. But sure enough, Handy Simon fixed the problem. Found the fuse box, nicely nestled in the storage closet behind mounds of nappy boxes and assorted out-of-use baby equipment. Found the problem, sorted it out, restored order to the universe.

So Paul, Ma, Pa, there you go. I did it. No tradesman. No electrician. Now I've just got to change 3 lightglobes and I'm done.