Dad was an Armature Rewinder, there is something else for you to goggle! I might find a picture of one if you are lucky.

He did most of our house wiring too. When I was at Highfields school in Matlock I was given homework to find out what to do if the fuse box got blown. I asked my Dad, he went through it in great detail. Apparently we had 3 phase coming in, which was very usual and a "bit tricky" (Dad even said this today, as I was relating this story to him). As an electrician and since we had a workshop, Dad had put in extra trip mechanisms to make it more sensitive and had a dead mans switch. He show me how to change a fuse. I had a lesson in all the different phases, and transformers too. He then gave me lots of stories about electricity and accidents, that was a bit scary. I then sat down to do my homework. What to do if you household fuse box blows. I thought about everything Dad had said and shown me, I thought and though, eventually decided to put.
"Tell my Dad"
Apparently this was not the answer the teacher wanted and I got a bad mark, however my Dad found out and I very quickly got a much better mark! because as a 14 year old telling your Dad is the totally correct answer!

and at this time of year he would sort out the Christmas lights. Recently he has been asking about Christmas and wondering where were the lights. There were a couple of battery operated ones that has stopped working still in the shrubs, these needed fetching in. When I got to Dads he was ready for a cuppa, however he was also wondering what I was going to do. Should he stand up, or sit down with his tea.
"Dad first we are going to have a cup of tea and then we are going outside for an adventure."
"outside! but its windy, I don't want an adventure! "
This is, of course, what all Hobbits think, as they are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner! We would not want to be late!
"Well drink your tea first, then get your shoes on."
"Why are we going over the road,"
"No just in the garden, why don't you drink your tea first." I don't know why he was thinking we were going over the road.
"Where in the garden?"
"To get the lights in"
"what lights?"
"Drink your tea Dad"
After standing up and sitting down a few time, Dad drinks his tea and gets his shoes, hat and coat on. He walks past the jigsaw, and we nearly get distracted. We go outside and do the paper recycling and then untangle the old lights from the hebe.
Bringing the lights inside we look for a screwdriver, they are all over the place with the pens and pencils, well he is a retired electrician and you never know when you might need a screwdriver!

Dad gets two crosshead screwdrivers and set too undoing the screws. He needs no guidance whatever. When he opens up the case, he then stubbles a bit on what to do with the batteries. I get the first one out, and he does the rest. He then likes to check the power level to make sure they are all flat. Replacing them with new is a bit tricky, at first he is not sure which end is the positive and which side should be facing the spring. I actually can't remember him putting the casing back together, he is quick with that screwdriver!

We had two working strings of lights, now it might seem early to you, but Dad is very excited about lights. So we thought about putting them up, however it was dinner time, and we wouldn't want to be late for that. After dinner, Dad and I got out the small ladder and strung the light up round the kitchen. Dad following me around, helping, checking that the wire would not get trapped in doors. It must have taken an hour.

Dad now has 3 strings of light up. He wants more, one across the mantlepiece. some on the window still, he has a list! But we have a while to go yet before Christmas so the rest can wait. Don't tell him, we have 3 more strings of light, a glowing train with Santa on, and a Red Squirrel that lights up too!