I love this weather:
(Photo: Stuart McMahon)
If the Germans are at all consistent, they will now, no doubt, be insisting that these monstrosities are banned.
Strong winds blowing across the Trossachs
(Photo: Stuart McMahon)
(Photo: Stuart McMahon)
I've just read the story. Apparently the turbines were not operating because it was so windy! Hang on a minute ............... no, me neither.
The reassuring thing about this photo (attributed by the BBC to Stuart McMahon) is that as soon as I saw it on the news site I knew it would only be a matter of time before it appeared on gruts. Carry on.
I hope you're not saying I'm predictable!
[I have added a photo credit.]
Yes, I wasn't sure -- knowing how shoddy media organisations can be at this sort of thing -- if that was really the photographer's name, or just someone who had sent it in to the Beeb... but it turns out that is indeed the photographer.
Furthermore I've learned a new word through this: nacelle. It was the nacelle wot caught fire, you see. The nacelle.
(I learned this via a report on a green website (actually not as vehemently anti-nuke as I expected, although I didn't look very hard). The search engines made me do it. Sorry.)
Nacelle isn't a new word! The Star Ship Enterprise has port and starboard nacelles! Although, admittedly, that will be in the future.
A Pedant writes -
Ardrossan isn't actually in the Trossachs you know, anymore than (say) Bronte Country is in the Yorkshire Dales. I mean it's not even near the Trossachs.
Just saying.
Old joke of mine: I always refer to Scotch winds as 'blowing over the Trossachs'. I also always make a point of saying 'Scotch', not 'Scottish'.
As my Scotch wife would perhaps say "I can smell shite".
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You should stick around: it clears eventually.
I also saw that on the front page of a paper one morning and wondered to myself how many nanoseconds it would take for it to appear here!