The worst one I was sent to was in the dreaded Varna Road , Brum Red light area ( Google it ) Now demolished with all the others . Element open circuit , a very large West Indian gentleman standing over me & quaking apprentice . After a search there was no way of shutting off the water , a valve up the street but we were threatened with death or worse if we shut everyone off .
So I say to the Large guy we could go for removing the heater , water will spill , but insert new one quickly . "Do it Mon , do it "
So I instruct the apprentice ...when I withdraw the old heater you are standing there with new one which you lower into tank and screw up .
Heater out , I step away , apprentice steps in , inserts heater and gets the thread crossed , water is still coming , cannot get heater out ...water still coming .. heater out .. I try but thread is buggered ...."Water ham coming Mon . what the flup you do "!!!
Don't panic , don't panic ...we are now flooding a house house of ill repute ,watched over by large West Indian Guy the size of a Transit van .
Keep calm & carry on ...... find small file and clean up threads , Apprentice blocks up hole with his hand and a towel ...... then re- track round the thread in the boss ..water comes ...."You know what you doing Mon ?" ....in goes heater , on with spanner , no leaks , reconnect flex .
Big black guy stuffs a load of pound notes in my hand , about 6 times the what the bill would have been ...then the scary bit ...he grabs apprentice who is now wide eyed with fear , drags him down the landing , points in a room . " Ya know what I do in dere every night boy ?" Apprentice shakes head ...."Hi pray to Lord Jezus hevery night for ma very soul Mon " And breaks out laughing .
We fled .