I do tend to talk to myself....
and talk to the cable, if it has to go somewhere....
sort of telling it to feed up into a loft space, or under a floor in the right direction so i can find it...
Then when I can't find it..
I tend to start singing to it.....
A bit of "Gone fishing..."
when I am poking me rods into a void.
and if I don't find it quick enough I tend to drift into a bit of Blondie
"One way or another I'm gonna find you, i'm gonna get you" etc...
If I am doing a bit of board lifting
or cutting an extractor vent hole through a wall,
or sinking a back box into a bit of hard brick... and things are going slow...
I often drift into a bit of Queen...
"I want to break free.."
Whenever I cut a cable to length...
I invariably say a phrase that one of the old guys used to say during my apprenticeship days...
"Too short! Too late!"
I think I may need to go and see a psychiatrist?????Blushing
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