It was twenty years ago today that the first commercial wind-farm went live in Delabole, Cornwall.
It caused something of a stir in those parts - much of the talk at parties over the festive season centred on whether you had yet been out to see 'them thurr turboines'.
The local garages had their hands full too, as drivers, transfixed by the sight of the spinning blades, shunted into each other or the local scenery.
Meanwhile, seabirds met a nasty end and the residents complained of the irritating thump and hum - shades of what was to come on a grand scale.
Twenty years so far - how long, I wonder, before the shine wears off for the PTB?
Posting will be light for a while, partly because of seasonal commitments but mostly because I'll be busy stripping.
The Tavern's getting a long overdue makeover, so years of accumulated woodchip and paint have to be scraped from the walls. With that ahead, there's little time to do much save wish you all all a merry Solstice, Saturnalia, Yule, Christmas or celebration of your choice. Cheers, one and all!
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