ROCking All Over The Land

This is a bit of a departure for us here in the Republic. This post is the first in a series of (probably) four dealing with the daylight robbery that constitutes the UK’s renewables energy policy.The last part will accuse a Government minister of potentially committing a serious crime.

It wasn’t intended to be a series but the last instalment is going to be quite controversial and I realised that some in-depth background was required to justify the claims I will be making there. Please note that all figures relate to the UK as a whole unless otherwise stated.



Edward Davey turbine
A Useless, Expensive, Article Ed Davey MP FRSA


There has been a lot of discussion – and a fair bit of anger - over the past wee while about how the cost of electricity has been increasing faster than general inflation. This is not just a vague impression, it really has been. For example, my own supplier EDF has just put our bills up by 10.1%. This is much higher than the background level of inflation (2.2% RPI) and the differential is explained by EDF as being due to the cost of meeting government obligations.

So what are these government obligations, and why are they costing us all money? We’ve covered some of the detail of how much these are adding to our power bills before here and here. It’s a lot more now. Everyone now seems to agree that “green” electricity is costing us all dearly, but how much? How has this come about? And can it be at all justified?



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Cnut Up A Tree

No, it's not a deliberately coy misspelling in the title. Shame on you for thinking that.


We are going to be talking about an ancient English king from Denmark and his relevance to today's troubled society. You may know him better as Canute, which is a phonetic spelling of his name. And yes, it is the one that is famous for commanding the tide to stay out and getting wet feet for his pains.


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Neil, Lex And The Rest Of The Family

I am a bit late with this, but it would be remiss of me to let the passing of Neil Armstrong go without any comment, although possibly not for the reasons most people have done.


Neil Armstrong

I am an engineer, as was my Dad, and as is my brother. Mr Armstrong was an engineer. He epitomised the best in engineering in that he understood the job and got it done with a minimum of fuss. The fact that he was chosen to be at the pointy end (literally) of one of the most astounding feats of engineering ever seen is testament to his personal abilities. The fact that after achieving global recognition he chose to retreat to a professorship in a relatively small university, passing on his passion for engineering to newer generations is a testament to his character.


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This Is Why Blogging Is Important

There are those who still doubt that blogging has any value beyond recreation. They still cling to the belief that only commercial journalism or the sainted BBC have any worth, that only famous faces on the telly or scribes with well known by-lines can provide serious opinion on weighty matters. They think that investigative journalism can only occur in the rarified atmosphere of the media.  


With the aid of a mistress of the art, I will now demonstrate why those beliefs are wrong, wrong, wrong.



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Pulling Away

Right, it's time to get back to blogging. The project I am currently working on is coming to successful fruition so a wee bit of time once again becomes available.


Unfortunately that bit of free time soon gets filled up with urgent little jobs: like fixing the clothes pulley. All it needed was a new bit of rope but sometimes these wee jobs take the longest to get done.

If you don't live in the west of Scotland you may not have understood what I was talking about, but we call a slatted clothes drier suspended from the ceiling a "pulley". Almost certainly this is because it is operated via two pulleys - one single, one double.

That was a bit patronising, I know. You knew how it worked, didn't you? You just call it something different where you live. What you probably don't know is the only pulley joke in the world, and if you don't call it a pulley you probably won't understand the joke.

It seems that a cooncil team were round fixing a few problems in one of the old tenements. Old Mrs McGlumphert saw the boys working next door and asked one of them if he'd have a minute or two to fix her pulley. He agreed and came round to her scullery when he'd finished his own job.

It only took him a few minutes to re-hang the pulley and when he'd finished he turned to Mrs McGlumphert and said "Right, missus, that's it fixed. Ye'll can get yer claes up noo".

"Weel OK son, if ye want", said Mrs McGlumphert, "but I was really jist thinking o' gein' ye a wee boatle of whisky".

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