Long story short; bought Techy an awesome industrial spotlamp. He's pleased.
Spotted it at t'booty in town yesterday. Looked like just the thing Techy needs so I coughed up £3 and lugged it about half a mile back to the banger.
It's come from a workshop somewhere. It has a heavy metal base and a tall stand with the spotlight and a shelf/tool rack. There're also two hefty flexible 'arms', one with an outsized croc clip and the other a big magnifying glass. Truly awesome, especially when I plugged it in and it lit!
I'd guessed it was working. It had a new-looking modern bulb and an electrical safety tag so it's been maintained.
Left it in the front room, texted Techy about the surprise I'd got him, then went to work.
He was delighted, if a bit nonplussed, and dragged it upstairs. He does electronic repairs on his desk so he'll have all the light and magnification he needs now.
Not your usual Valentine's Day gift. How many chocolates can you buy for £3 though, eh? Eh?
A Fatal Inversion by Barbara Vine (Ruth Rendell's pen name). I read it when I was in my early teens and it took a while for me to figure out who the lady was at the end of the book (I was a bit dim back then)...