Pink and yellow and blue and green .....

Ah, the black art of the electrician grew wings today up at La Caumette. Plugs and switches are sprouting all over the place and there's a spaghetti of multi-coloured wires leaping from every fissure. How do they know what's what and how what's where gets to arrive here? That's what I want to know. Or not. I am in awe of what electricians do and how they levitate wires up the inside of walls and through ceilings. Bloody brilliant. Thanks, Fab and Stanny, our marvellous and ridiculously handsome sparks.