We've got an electrician coming tomorrow to infect us with coronavirus perform an EICR.
For those playing along at home:
Two elec-chickens turned up, approximately two hours late. Boo.
They did not remove every faceplate, merely one socket/rose on each circuit in order to check the loop resistance. I did not have to remove any lightbulbs.
That aside, they were reasonably thorough about the electrical tests, and worked their way methodically through the regulation checklist, picking up the things that I expected them to. Further more, they seemed satisfied with the earthing (I didn't see the figures). Hurrah.
They grokked the fire alarm, but weren't sure how to write it up. I'm hoping this doesn't cause landlord grief.
They are displeased about the lack of an RCD on the cooker socket, because someone might plug a lawn mower into it. I'm hoping that any remedial action involves installing an RCD on the upstairs ring main as well, in case someone plugs a cheap shitty whatever from China into it...
And they managed to do all the power-off stuff in less than the life of the UPS battery, so we can put off the discovery of dicky PSU caps and circular cold-boot dependencies to another day. Hurrah.
They were fairly hopeless with masks throughout, wingeing when barakta reminded them, and one appeared to be using a Buff-alike that was doing a poor job of nose covering. Boo. Hopefully we haven't acquired teh coronalurgi. They were mumbling to each other in Brummie (which is mostly vowels, and what's more, usually the wrong ones), and I couldn't hear them for shit. Barakta didn't stand a chance.