So, at home the gas men are digging up the road to lay a new gas main or whatever. And they're happily digging with their little JCB, when there's a small eruption of magic smoke and the power to half the street goes out.
Seems that whoever marked the electricity and gas mains forgot to mark where one crossed t'other (or something like that). With the result that the electricity men have come along with their little JCB to dig a bit more and fix the power supply.
Of course, first I knew of this was about 7 rings in when trying to phone home, and I thought "where's the anasphone?"