The cooker is here!
The guys connected her up, turned everything on, and pzzzt. The trip went.
They reset it, checked the wiring, turned on the rings one by one, then the smaller oven, then the larger, pzzzt, the trip went again.
Hubby was anxious, and dug out his multi-meter in case the guys needed it.
Another reset, the small oven first, then the larger, then one ring at a time.
Ring three and pzzzt.
I am unlikely to have both ovens and all four rings (which are damn fast to heat up by the way!) going at the same time, but that is not the point. There was a problem somewhere, and I may have a dodgy cooker, in which case it would have to go back and takeaways or microwave dinners would be the norm until they could get me a replacement.
All three guys were confused.
And therein lay the key.
The cooker that came out operated on a 13 amp fuse, as do most built in ovens and hobs these days.
The wiring for the cooker is correct at 32 amps., so that wasn’t the issue.
Hubby looked in the fuse box, and the cooker fuse was a mere 16 amps, more than enough for the old cooker, but totally inadequate for the new one.
He drove down to the local DIY store and picked up a 32 amp fuse to correct it.
Now everything works (and at the same time should I need it to), the cooker is in position, and I’m ready to go………… almost.
Hubby intended to update all the fuses in the fusebox at a later date, but I have encouraged him to do so today for two reasons.
One, a safety issue and best to do it now while we have a little bit of spare cash,
Two, the fusebox is in the most ridiculously awkward place above the wall cupboards, and only accessible by standing on a chair to stand on the worktop. There is no room to work, and going up and down all the time is not good for Hubby’s legs.
Mr Scrappy still hasn’t come to take away the old cooker though, and we are now waiting for the double glazing guy. No fuses required for that, thank goodness.