* * * * *
“Well, there's your solution!”
It turns out that Bunny's brother is a qualfied electrician, and even though
he's 3,000 miles away, a few pictures and several phone calls were enough for
him to walk us through replacing the problematic outlet [1]. The hardest part
kneeling on the granite gravel beneath the outlet. Ouch. But we had
everything we needed. I even found a duplicate receptacle tester in my
toolbox!
And now the outlet works. But I did state to Bunny that if that outlet ever
gives us trouble again, I'm calling an electrician—I'm not kneeling on gravel
if I can help it.
[1]
gopher://gopher.conman.org/0Phlog:2021/12/16.1
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