The clouds hugged together like estranged lovers, meeting for the first time in months. A warm breezeless day, sweat building as I sat there churning over the predicament I found myself in. 'Fuse board, fuse board..... a MF fuseboard!' Scraps of memory floated past, tantalising, as if my muse was nearby, taunting me with tendrils of forgotten lore. Then inspiration arced from up high, splitting my central cortex with visions of grandeur. 'Of course you fool!' I breathed huskily - Edwardes will have the answer to my exitensial crisis. It turned out that they didn't, but they did have the fuse board that I required. 1 out of 2 is a win in my books.