If you ever need an excuse to get out of D.I.Y. chores, print this out and leave it lying on the kitchen table…

One day, my friend Steve Cooper was drilling a hole in his living room so he could finally hang a picture that he’d bought about six months previously.

He made a note of the positions of all the sockets and light fittings, picked a spot away from all the wires, and got drilling.

Next thing he knew, there was an explosion of bright blue light, and he was thrown clear across the room. It turns out the electrics in his apartment were a right mess, with wires running all over the place.

Luckily, it propelled him away from the current, and his only injuries were minor burns to his hands.

But he swears something else happened to him that, at the time, seemed most unlikely…