Wind Power – UKIP is consistently objectionable

I have another issue on which to disagree with UKIP’s Nigel Farage. Wind turbines. He doesn’t like them and doesn’t want them on land in the UK.

But they’re objects of both beauty and utility. When I look out of my bedroom window in the morning, the turbines of the Delabole WInd Farm on the horizon stand white giving perspective and interest to the ridge. If they’re cloaked by rain, we miss them.

When I get a good enough photograph of my own to show their beauty, I’ll put it in. Meanwhile, look at the Good Energy website here.

I’ll concede that there can make some noise, just as roads and aeroplanes do. It might not be fair to build them too close to existing houses. But to ban them because some people don’t like the look of them is absurd. De gustibus non disputandum. I personally think a group of wind turbines along, for example, the Hog’s Back in Surrey would enhance the view.

UKIPs big idea is to somehow undo the political changes made since we voted two to one in the 1975 referendum that decided we would enter a community whose goals were clearly states as being to allow free movement of resources, including labour, within the member states. This had enormous economic, social, and political implications, but people then were idealistic enough to vote two to one for in favour of joining.

For the record, in 1975 I voted against.  But we – the electorate as a whole – made the decision.

Nearly forty years on, there’s no way to unscramble that omelette. It would be disastrous for the United Kingdom to try. We are poorer in relation to other countries now than we were in 1975 because the world does not owe us a living. We need free trade, and cutting ourselves off from Europe now would be a disaster for the ordinary people of this country.




May Day

‘Unite and unite and let us all unite,

For summer is acome unto day’

That’s a snatch of what they’ve been singing down the way from us at Padstow today. It’s proper May Day, not the bank holiday tagged onto next weekend by politicians keen to turn it into a deracinated ‘Spring Bank Holiday’.  Here and now in Cornwall, it’s summer – blue sky, and flowers in bloom.



This is my last day as a County Councillor. Up country, my Liberal Democrat colleagues are still fighting the Conservatives to hold their seats and increase our numbers on Surrey County Council. It’s tough being an opposition minority in a solidly Conservative area.

In Surrey, Liberal Democrats are the main opposition to Conservatives at the local level. Never mind any Westminster coalition; it doesn’t bind Councillors. And opposition is needed. You can’t say Eric Pickles has done local authority services any good, not even in Surrey, which has been favoured by comparison with other areas.

Surrey Conservatism is damagingly entrenched. I don’t know anyone who does smug condescension as thoroughly as certain leading Surrey Conservative County Councillors. They also do waste, secrecy, and inefficiency. One of the mysteries of life is why a number of nice, well-meaning, apparently intelligent people consent to fill up their back-benches. Opposition is needed.

My postal vote has gone in. I’ll be wishing tomorrow for many more people in Knaphill, Goldsworth Park, Horsell, and Woking South to vote Liberal Democrat with me.

It looks like being fine weather again. But that doesn’t mean a lot. A beautiful day can be a bad day. I hope we at least hold on to seats, across Surrey and in Woking. It’ll be a bad day if there’s no one to speak up for residents and for local services against a massive Conservative majority.