The Great Switcheroo” – A Quirky Tale of Finding a Trusted Electrician

“The Great Switcheroo” – A Quirky Tale of Finding a Trusted Electrician

Nigel had had enough. It all started with a light switch. A simple light switch, or so he thought. One flick too many and the kitchen light gave up the ghost, leaving him halfway through a cup of tea in eerie semi-darkness, staring at his confused cat, Roger.

“I’m not made for this,” Nigel muttered, holding a screwdriver like it might explode. You see, Nigel was many things—he could barbecue in the rain, assemble IKEA furniture without tears, and had once reversed into a parking bay in a single clean sweep. But electrics? That was a no-go zone.

He did what every self-respecting man would do. He Googled. "Local reliable electrician" Up popped Dave Prout Electrician. Friendly face. Solid reviews. VAT-free for domestic jobs (Nigel nodded at that bit). And the name came up in the neighbourhood WhatsApp group more times than someone offering free topsoil.

Nigel made the call.

Enter Dave, cape optional but definitely earned. Dave turned up right on time (which already gave him legend status in Nigel’s eyes), wearing a black cap, polo shirt, and a tool belt that looked like it had seen action. There was no jargon, no sucking of teeth, and no vague quotes scribbled on napkins.

Instead, Dave gave Nigel a straight-up free estimate, had the switch sorted in no time, spotted a dodgy socket by the kettle (potential toast-related disaster averted) and even explained what an RCD actually does without making Nigel feel like he’d just walked into GCSE Physics.

Cue the handshake. With the job done and Roger the cat no longer suspicious of the hallway lighting, Nigel shook Dave’s hand like he’d just met a long-lost cousin. Reliable, friendly, efficient, and affordable—everything he’d been looking for in a sparkie since the Great Garden Shed Fuse Box Incident of 2019.

As Nigel later told the lads down the pub: “There’s electricians... and then there’s Dave Prout. I won’t use anyone else now.”

Photo: Nigel shaking hands with Dave—smiles all round, Roger the cat lurking off camera.