I was 7 when my father allowed me to connect a 240V socket with a bit of
2-core flex to a bayonet light socket. I still remember sitting on the kitchen step being frustrated with having twisted the stranded wire and wrapped it the wrong way around the screws, so they got pushed out again. And the pleasure when it worked and I could turn the globe on and off.Mum was fretting, but Dad had told me not to plug it in until all the copper was safely screwed in and hidden behind the Bakelite covers, so he know the worst I could do is to blow a fuse. Afterwards I spoke with Mum and was like "you don't really know much about electricity, do you Mum?"
Clifford Heath.