Love them or hate them, wind turbines are becoming a feature of modern day life. I happen to love them & these five are in fields close to my husband’s house where I walk the dogs – look carefully in the foreground & you’ll see black lab Hayley rolling in something disgusting & smelly.
When they were first installed (& I was disappointed not to have been there to see the sails lifted into place) I was intrigued how noisy they would be. However, there’s a busy road running past & no matter how many times I walked by to listen, the sound of passing traffic was prominent. The best I’ve heard is a low swooshing sound, not at all invasive, so why do so many people object to having these elegant structures built close to their homes?
In the small farming village where I grew up from the age of eight, there’s a big protest with posters & signs in the locals’ windows & gardens at a proposed wind farm. Too be honest, I can’t see the problem & have been slightly tempted to pop along to meetings & voice my support, but it’s not really anything to do with me.
I think the turbines are much less invasive on the countryside than traditional coal power stations, but with my fascination of industry past & present, I’m also impressed by the massive cooling towers. Perhaps the problem is pure ignorance & not recognising that modern windmills are far sleeker, quieter & more efficient than the early models. Not far from my home village, district planners should soon be making a decision about a wind farm proposed to be a Community Interest Company with any profits to be ploughed back into the local community, an anticipated £750,000 per year. With the loss of industry in this former mining area, high unemployment & government funding cuts to essential services, how can they not approve? Watch this space.