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The people against whom I mutter death threats varies with the jobs in hand, but just lately I've really got it in for plasterers! On a refurb the plasterer managed to half-fill all the knockout boxes with his pink gunk, so when I came to second fix it took twice as long, what with chipping it all out. And on a lighting job he pushed all my cables above the plasterboard to give himself a clean sweep (fair enough) and pushed them all out of the way so I spent hours fishing for them through a succession of 3-inch holes. Aaarrgh! Worst plasterer I ever came across actually filled in a couple of knockout boxes and skimmed them over so it was case or pray and chisel to find the right spot.
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