Deze foto is de stalen wapening van de basis van een windmolen. Er zal nog tussen 600 en 800 M3 beton moeten worden toegevoegd dat is een gewicht van bijna 2000 ton!
Als de windmolen is ontmanteld, blijft deze basis voor altijd begraven in de grond.
Tijdens de exploitatie van de windturbine zal de mast door de wind op een zeer lage frequentie trillen en deze trillingen worden via de sokkel overgebracht in een straal van meer dan 100 meter rond de sokkel. Dierenleven wordt binnen deze zone hierdoor onmogelijk gemaakt.
De bladen van de turbine werken tegelijkertijd als gehaktmolen voor vogels.
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦
Jeremy Clarkson has never pretended to be anything other than exactly what he is
Brutally honest. No oil painting. A pot belly, a lifelong smoker, a drinker. Not exactly the modern alpha male or is he?
And somehow that is the whole point
I have watched him for most of my life
First as a motoring journalist who could make you want a car you would never own and never need
Then as something bigger
The loudest, funniest, most unfiltered mouthpiece the ordinary person ever had
A man who said the thing everyone was thinking while the rest of television tiptoed around it
From Top Gear he built something that should not have worked
Three middle aged men, The Stig, a track and a chemistry you cannot manufacture
James May the patient one
Richard Hammond the brave one
And Clarkson the force of nature dragging both of them into chaos and somehow back out again
When it all fell apart at the BBC he could have disappeared
The fracas was not his finest hour and he never pretended it was
He owned it, apologized and carried on
No reinvention, no groveling tour, no carefully managed comeback
He just kept being himself and let the work speak
The move to Amazon and The Grand Tour proved something I think a lot of people missed
The format was never the magic
The men were
You can take three friends out of a studio and drop them anywhere on earth and the loyalty between them travels with them
But it is Clarkson's Farm where the whole picture finally comes into focus
Here is a man with nothing left to prove walking into a field he barely understands and refusing to fake competence he does not have
He has run that farm at break even and then at an outright loss in full public view
No editing it into a success story
No pretending the numbers work when they do not
His farm manager hands him one brutal truth after another and he sits there and takes it
A whole season swallowed by drought even after he leaned into robotics and the most advanced farming money could buy
Technology was supposed to be the answer and the weather did not care
He showed that too
Most people would have cut it
And through all of it he has done something quietly remarkable
He has dragged the plight of the British farmer into the light
The paperwork, the council, the margins that vanish, the weather that ruins a year of work in a week
People who had never thought about where their food comes from suddenly cared because he made them care
And then there is the part nobody warned me about
Men who raise animals for meat and still love them
Who name them, worry about them, sit with them
Who treat them with respect and dignity right up to the moment they cannot keep them
And feel the full weight of sending them off
He does not hide that
He lets the camera sit in the discomfort of it
The grief of a man who knows the deal he made and still finds it hard
That is not weakness
That is honesty most people are far too afraid to show
We live in an age that rewards the polished, the curated, the carefully built personal brand
And here is a scruffy, swearing, chain smoking farmer who has done the opposite of all of it and won
He stayed exactly who he was while the world begged him to become a product
That is the whole secret
There is no act
There never was
And that is exactly why we keep watching
Praying for a full recovery mate, looking forward to another season of Clarkson's Farms!
Un imán tunecino en Francia pronunció un sermón en el que calificó la bandera francesa de «satánica».
8 horas después, la policía se presentó en su casa y lo subió al primer avión con destino a Túnez.
¡Había vivido en Francia durante 40 años!
¿Está de acuerdo con la decisión?
����The BBC caught red handed.
Remember the Question Time episode where illegal migrants were planted in the audience to lecture me and the country on our border policy?
We now have *confirmation* the BBC PLANTED there and they were COACHED on what to say by a charity pushing for open borders.
The CEO of this 'charity', Jenni Regan, was also in the audience and chosen to ask a question.
Note, when I formally complained to the BBC about this and explicitly asked them if the audience members were coached, the BBC refused to answer.
Now we know why.
One of these men who broke into the country began reading a statement warning against Britain leaving the ECHR, even featuring the Northern Ireland protocol!
One of them specifically attacked me and my family.
Because they had been coached to do so.
The BBC is morally bankrupt.
To deliberately plant men who broke into Britain illegally in the audience, allow them to be told what to say and let them launch into attacks on Reform and lecture the British people is disgusting behaviour.
To conceal it is even more outrageous.
They should apologise immediately.
Hydration breaks are three minutes. Why?
Because that's the length of a US ad break.
How long does it take to have a glug of water and get back out there? Thirty seconds?
Dartmoor's hill ponies have grazed those commons for longer than there has been a country called England. Fewer than a thousand are left, down from six thousand a generation ago. The United Nations listed them as endangered in 2023. So, naturally, the body charged with protecting nature has decided to get rid of nine in ten of the survivors.
There is a process, obviously.
Natural England's new grazing contracts now count the ponies in the same bucket as the cattle and sheep. A commoner with a fixed quota has a choice: keep a semi-wild pony worth nothing at market, or use the slot for a lamb he can sell. Guess which one survives the spreadsheet. The rest are gathered in the autumn drifts, and with nowhere to put thousands of unhandled moorland ponies, the next stop is the abattoir.
Natural England would like it noted that it has not ordered a cull. It has merely built a machine whose only output is a cull, switched it on, and handed the bolt gun to a farmer so the fingerprints land elsewhere. Very tidy.
And now the funny part. The pony is the best tool on the entire moor for eating Molinia, the coarse purple grass strangling Dartmoor into a brown monoculture. Cattle and sheep won't touch it. The ponies hoover it down and clear the ground for the orchids, the wildflowers and the insects behind them. Remove the ponies and the moor chokes into precisely the lifeless scrubland the contract was meant to prevent.
So the conservation strategy, in full: protect the habitat by deleting the animal that maintains the habitat. A masterclass.
Better still, Natural England's own Fursdon review looked at this exact question and told them, in plain English, not to lump ponies in with cattle and not to cut pony numbers. They read it, praised it, said they fully supported it, then did the precise opposite.
Four thousand years these animals have run Dartmoor with no committee and no contract. They could be gone within one, and the people who did it will write it up as a win for nature.
Keir Starmer doesn’t know how VPNs work.
David Lammy doesn’t know how the court system works.
Rachel Reeves doesn’t know how the economy works.
None of them knows what a woman is.
Not exactly Britain’s brightest and best.
To the idiots celebrating government controlling kids, you just agreed to adults having to hand over facial recognition, digital ID, passports and/or credit card details to prove you are not a child.
Your stupidity is immeasurable.
🚨NEWS: Keir Starmer has announced that due to the under 16’s social media ban he is about to make law. Every adult in the UK will have to prove who they are to use social media.
Anonymity online is now officially dead
Want some truth?
We weren’t supposed to know about Henry Nowak…
If we did find out about Henry we were supposed to think he was the racist aggressor.
They were caught.
The People are rising up.
X did that.
Now Starmer wants to stop it from ever happening again.
Simple.
On Bail.
Man accused of raping a child was granted bail and used the opportunity to rape another child.
Remember Lucy Connolly, a bereaved mother, was denied bail for a nasty, hastily deleted tweet.
But Lucy was white and her name wasn’t Khan.
Imagining bailing a rapist.
Martin Luther King: “I have a dream that one day my children will not be judged by the colour of their skin.”
British police: “I don’t think so, mate.”
Bro, this is actually a really good point.
Why do Muslims have so many refugees?
They pray five times a day, claim their God is the greatest, and say Islam is the perfect religion. So why are so many Muslim countries completely messed up, with people fleeing to other countries just to survive?
If their God is so powerful, why can’t He fix their own countries? Why do they have to run away to non-Muslim countries and then demand special treatment once they get there?
It’s kinda funny when you think about it. They keep saying their faith is superior, but the results on the ground tell a completely different story.
Maybe instead of praying and then escaping to other people’s countries, they should focus on actually making their own societies work first.