Paul writes: "Over dinner with friends, I couldn't help but notice this light switch apparently installed at a point that met the sliding door . I wonder whether other Sideswipe readers might have tales of their own tradie mishaps to share with readers.
Exit this way — funeral stories from a New Zealand funeral director …
1. "Dad was a staunch Catholic and insisted we go to Mass every Sunday. In our late teens, he was very impressed one Sunday morning, to find us in our best clothes coming back in just as he was getting up. He thought we'd been to early Mass ... We were actually returning from an all-night party. Sorry, Dad."
2. "This husband would fix anything for anybody. And like most such people, if a friend or neighbour asked him to mend something, he would drop whatever he was doing and get straight on to it. Which meant, of course, that his own family's requests for repairs were pushed further and further to the back of the queue. So, when their toaster conked out, his wife asked again and again if he would mend it. And each time, it got bumped to the back of the queue. Then she hit on a brilliant idea: In desperation, she gave the toaster to their next-door neighbour who, pretending it belonged to her, brought it to him – and had it fixed it on the spot."
