However, there is one area where I disagree with Lo, she is a terrible Goddess. (There are quite a few areas actually but I don’t want this to degenerate into an unseemly debacle when I get edited.)(Too late sunshine. Lo,TG Ed).
I am talking about wind – and when it comes to hot air, I know I have the upper hand. (Accord at last. Lo,TG Ed)
Specifically, the TG and I disagree about the look of the new generation of windmills and their visual impact on the environs. I think they are rather magnificent - she doesn’t.
I have been aware of the power of wind for many years – I can clear a room or the top deck of a double-decker bus in seconds but I am doubtful about the efficiency of wind farms as far as carbon footprints and all that rubbish is concerned - the cost of manufacture, transportation, hooking up to the national grid, maintenance etc. – but I do find them beautiful to look at. Close to, they are fantastic.
This example is up in the hills behind where we live in Portugal, near a place called Monchique.
When you stand directly under the sails and look up, you get vertigo. For this anomaly alone, they deserve a place on the face of the Earth.
(I have no idea who this chap is but he's jolly useful to give a sense of scale.)
(You weren’t listening. I agree with all that (chokes) but they don’t improve every landscape and the vast numbers that would be needed for ecological impact would cancel out the effect. Lo,etc. etc.)
So far as saving the planet is concerned, if that is really want we want to do, it would make far greater sense if every living creature had a plastic bag stapled to their bottoms to harvest natural emissions. The bags could then be taken to a central collection point and fed into the natural gas national grid.
If I got paid to do this, my financial troubles would be over and I would be able to shower the TG with gifts ……… and that’s got to be a good thing. (Back to sanity. Lo,TG Ed) As avid readers will be aware, I have recently been deprived of $500 which would have made all the difference to the TG’s well-being and consequently to mine – oh well.
