Clear off you Scary Monsters!
I think they are the ugliest blot on the landscape since pit heaps scarred the countryside horizon when coal was King back in the 50’s and 60’s – sadly an era I can still just about recall. But these modern monsters are supposed to be environmentally friendly.
I’m talking about wind farms , those vast tubular turbines being erected everywhere and with indecent haste. Just blink and yes there’s another one. Sometimes there are just clumps of two or three of these horrible ugly monsters. Increasingly, though, there are battalions of them up to fifty of them in one area and most of them over 400 feet high.
Now I may be what’s called a Senior but I’m not a grumpy old git who doesn’t embrace the future. The internet is great. Solar panels are wonderful and I rather like Jedward. But to me wind farms are a worse curse on the countryside than Mad Cow disease. Frightening to look at, they dominate and ruin the look of our once lovely countryside. And then there’s the frightening whining drone sounding like an alien with irritable bowels.
But what I want to know is why are they growing so fast and do they work?
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Yippee folks! What a time to be over 50. Suddenly we are not rejects but recognised for what we always knew we were in the first place; active, fun loving adventurous types with enough cash to buy all the latest computerised gizmos and holiday in China rather than Clacton.
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Hooray…fantabulous…crikey. I’ve made this fantastic discovery. Yes it’s the explanation that despite tottering around 60 I feel and act like a teenager, still convinced that I can be a wild animal in bed and zoom round the beach faster than a young Linford Christie on Speed. The answer my friends is that I had been taking the elixir of life all the time. And I’ll tell you the magic potion for free.
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The end of 2010 was such a thrill with two granddaughters staying with us. One enjoying her ninth birthday during her visit and the other, who’s under a year old, letting me play games with her for the first time and even allowing me to carry her on the station platform as she was departing. Maybe there’s a bond developing there.
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Fellow Grumpy Grandpas I need your sympathy as I know you’ll feel my pain. If the snow wasn’t bad enough I’m being dragged forcibly by virtualgranny to cities which never sleep just to satisfy her most lustful desires, top of which is the deep felt urge to spend lots of dosh on Christmas presents. I’m not mean, mind you, though I do recall the last time a left a tip with a cabbie it was in farthings.
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