I Dug me a Hole!
Last year the wife and I decided we’d have complete new kitchen and we’d do ourselves, including all the nasty jobs that are necessary for this, one of the ‘orrible jobs was to dig a bloody great big hole so we could put in a new drain. So there I was one Sunday afternoon, with my two new friends shovel and pickaxe, making a lot of mess and slowly going downwards (not that way, filth!) when my trusty pickaxe came across something a bit stubborn.
Probably a tree root, thinks I, let’s give it a bit of a hammering and get the bugger out.
Much grunting and straining. Then I notice that the tree root was looking smooth and black, funny looking tree root. No, that would the underground mains electricity cable that I’d been twating for past ten minutes. Had to go indoors and have a cup of tea and generally calm down.
(SpangoTheWonderBadger is brewing beer, Fri 13 Feb 2009, 15:30, 3 replies)

Ha!
You thick twat! Have a *click*
( SpankyHanky, Fri 13 Feb 2009, 15:40, closed)

Yep :)
But not as thick as the cable.
Loverly, loverly ARMOURED cable. Thank God!

Sorry, also forgetting my manners. Ta for click.
(SpangoTheWonderBadger is brewing beer, Fri 13 Feb 2009, 15:46, closed)

Haha
brilliant.
( thyrf as in turf, but not, Fri 13 Feb 2009, 16:59, closed)