Got really really miz today about climate change. I'm sure some kind of transference is going on for me here but still. This came about from reading that we are probably not going to reach our target of a change of only 2 degrees C. due to this last year having the highest carbon emissions yet
. George Monbiot summed it up for me today
: "We cannot keep burning fossil fuels without cooking the biosphere. We don't like nuclear power. We don't like onshore wind. We won't like the costs of the other technologies. We reject all the means by which electricity is generated. Yet no one is volunteering to stop using it."
It feels utterly overwhelming, despair inducing in fact.
For my part, I'm not going to give up. If you are someone who isn't going to give up either, I'd love to hear from you in the comments. I thought I should tell you I wasn't, just in case you were feeling hopeless too.
I'll still do arm-chair campaigning (when health improves I'll do more) and in the meantime we are going to do something about the 5.5 tonnes of carbon our oil-fired heating system punches into the atmosphere every year, to say nothing of the £1200 hole it will punch into our finances every year. Oil has doubled in price for every three years for the last 15. There is nothing to show that this will change.
We had a report done by an energy consultant who, based on our budget and location, recommends we go for a gasification log boiler
. This got comprehensively agreed with by a chap we saw just over a week ago at the information desk at the Centre of Alternative Technology
- who just happened to be writing his thesis on log boilers. Nothing quite like a geek on his pet subject when he's sure of an interested audience!
At the mo we are having a think about getting solar thermal plumbed in with it to heat the hot water in summer or to set it up for a photovoltaic thermal in the future. We also need do some planning faff so that the holiday cottage can be heated this way too.
I may also have to learn how to use a chainsaw, well I know how to chuck an axe about now - feel my biceps!
Sod it. This feels like so much bravado in the face of impending doom...