Shelly and Beepy

The other evening, I had a very interesting and enlightening chat in the pub with a couple of people I know, one from BP and one from Shell.  I’ll not name either here, although I’m not sure they’d mind if I did.  The conversations shed light on the attitudes of the big oil companies towards climate change.

They are both involved in the strategic side of their respective businesses, although I’m not sure how much influence they each have on policy.

They each have quite different attitudes to people who push for meaningful action on climate change.  The guy from BP described “environmentalists” as loonies, the other I’d be tempted to describe as an environmentalists himself, in his own way.

I can’t carry on describing these people as the “guy from BP” and the “guy from Shell” – I’ll call them Beepy and Shelly from now on in.
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I don’t know whether he meant it, but Beepy definitely seemed to be trying to antogonise.  I managed to suppress the rising anger, and calmly asked him why he thought environmentalists were loonies.  Unsurprisingly it was because of money.  Because of the upfront costs of renewable energy and nuclear, he is under the impression that we simply cannot afford to stop the climate changing.  There followed a deep discussion about the meaning of money, with me trying in vain to convince that most money is artificially created and directly into swelling house prices and other relatively fixed assets, and could much more usefully fund an energy revolution.

The upshot of the discussion were differing views on what the target for parts per million (ppm) of carbon dioxide in the atmosphere should be.  The international target for temperature rise since pre-industrial times is 2 degrees Celsius – the political point at which we reach catastrophic climate change.  The general view is that we need to limit carbon dioxide concentrations to 450ppm to have a 50% chance of hitting that target, and we are almost certain to miss it if we reach 550ppm.  This is a gross simplification of course, as there are ranges on all of these figures – 1 degree Celsius could be catastrophic; it might be 550ppm where we have the 50% chance of avoiding 2 degrees.  And these figures ignore other greenhouse gases, such as methane or soot.  You may have heard that we are on 400ppm at the moment, which is growing at an accelerating 2.3ppm per year.

Shelly asked me what level I thought we’d get to at the peak concentrations of CO2.  When I said 550ppm, he looked concerned.

“Would you take that if it were offered now?” he asked.

“No, of course not.  Opt for near certain catastrophic climate change?  You must be joking” I replied incredulously.

Shelly kept me informed that according to a large investor, the predominant view among those in the field, from Al Gore to people in the oil industry, is that we’ll end up with 600-700ppm at the end of the century.

But does that mean we should accept it?  Of course we bloody shouldn’t.

“Yes, we should.  I reckon we should aim for a target of 620ppm” Beepy announced.  “That wouldn’t require a huge cost, so it would be more publicly and politically acceptable”.

This brings me on to the real insight of the evening.  Both Shelly and Beepy volunteered that their respective companies are not leading on climate change.  They are waiting for an international policy shift – then they’ll change their policies [I assume on alternative fossil fuel extraction, exploration, Carbon Capture and Storage and nuclear and renewables].

If Beepy and Shelly are right about their companies attitudes, or if they embody in some way the corporation culture, then it is abundantly clear that they (I mean the companies, not Beepy and Shelly themselves) feel no responsibility for the fossil fuel emissions.  It’s not them, it’s the government.  I can hardly bloody believe it as I type.  How irresponsible can you get?

Beepy did say that he thinks coal should be phased out.  Shelly did say that they want to get moving on Carbon Capture and Storage (held up “by the government”, of course).

But if coal should be phased out, why exploit tar sands?  If it’s up to the government, why lobby the government to avoid the introduction of measures to help curb emissions?

If this is representative of the view of the decision makers in BP and Shell, then it is not merely irresponsible, it is criminal.  I am not accusing of Beepy and Shelly here at all.  It is not them that are deciding that BP and Shell will go with the flow and not lead on efforts to reduce emissions – it is the decision makers within BP and Shell that are doing that.

Meeting at a human level, we discussed the differing attitude to risk.  Beepy clearly thought that the costs of climate change were relatively low, certainly as compared with the costs of introducing mitigating measures.  I certainly think the opposite.  When it comes down to it, I suspect the difference in our opinion comes down to me including a wider set of impacts on the cost side – I’m including the impacts in the wider economy and beyond, in nature and in our own ability to sustain the global population.

BP and Shell need to start including the wider costs in their policy making and strategy.  The only ways that is going to happen is one or more of the governments changing international law; markets, organisations and individuals realising the risk and moving investments away from fossil fuels; or those in the fossil fuel industry taking responsibility.

Any bets as to which of these will happen?  Will the governments, markets or fossil fuel industry be the first out of the block?  And hence who will be the winners, and who the losers?

Or should we take matters into our own hands?

John Bell,

Ordinary bloke

International fame

A few days ago, a friend of mine, in fact the founder of Transition Town Berkhamsted, Danny Bonnett, got in touch to say that a Danish paper were doing an article on the Transition movement in the UK, and were interested in meeting up with someone from TTB to conduct an interview.  Given my more flexible lifestyle, I was able to put myself forward, as was Robin Williams, the TTB Energy Group leader.
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We’ve all got excited about the Grand Union Community Energy opportunity started by Transition in Kings, or TiK (the Transition organisation in nearby Kings Langley), so I invited them to come along as well – John Ingleby and Vicky Bates (she was in BBC children’s programme the Riddlers, if you remember that).  Mette, the journalist from Information, was interested in physical projects that have got off the ground, and GUCE is a great example.

After a bit of phoning around, I managed to arrange a photo opportunity at the Hemel Food Garden (where food is grown locally by charity Sunnyside Rural Trust).

So it was that we met Mette in the Attic Café in Berkhamsted.  She (Mette) described Information as a daily paper in Denmark, similar to the Financial Times here in that is specialises in particular fields with coverage of more general news.  It is a left-of-centre paper that concentrates on social and environmental issues.

We started in a traditional interview format, answering a series of questions about our individual and group backgrounds.  Given that we in TTB had not spent a great deal of time with those from TiK / GUCE in the past, it wasn’t long before the interview moved more towards a meeting and sharing of ideas between our two Transition groups.

The eventual article reflected that.  Have a read to hear how it went – a chance to practise your Danish, or you might use Google translate to get the gist of what is written.

John Bell,

Ordinary bloke

Dear Maddie, Emily & James

Dear Maddie, Emily and James

I am writing this letter in 2013, when you are 7 years old, 4 and a baby respectively.  You are too young to appreciate what I have to say at the moment, so I am writing the letter to your older selves, when you yourselves have children of your own.
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I am sorry.  I am so sorry.

I don’t know what has happened between 2013 and now, when you are reading this, but I have a pretty good idea.

We have already irreparably damaged the climate.  It will not return to its natural state on human timescales.  I dare not think about it, but fear that by the time you read this that what is known now as “catastrophic” climate change is locked in, unavoidable.  People, animals and plants around the planet will be desperately trying to adapt to the violent and volatile weather, the loss of the regular weather patterns such as the monsoons, upon which our comfort and the survival of vast populations rely.  I hope beyond hope that war has not been the result, that the people of the planet have pulled together to help each other and the natural world to cope.  I am doing what I can to try to change this course, but I am not sure I will be able to.
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I hope you are alright.

I am doing what I can for our family not to be part of the problem, but it is almost impossible to avoid, not without a general changing of attitudes and policies in the UK at least.  We’ve got solar panels, I’m avoiding commuting, the car sits on the drive almost all the time, we’re getting our food locally as much as we can – you are only vaguely aware of this at the moment.

Whether I am right in my prediction of the future or I am wrong, I am sorry for all the jibes you will inevitably receive from your peers about your crazy father and for any disappointment you have felt due to the lack of flights abroad or new gadgets.  I’m sorry for all the times over the years that we have fallen out as a result.  Know that I have always acted for your future, out of the deepest love for all three of you.

As I write, the issue of the changing climate is on the backburner in the press and public opinion.  Many of my friends and some of your family carry on with their carbon-intensive lives as if there were no tomorrow.  They apologise to me for the worst of their excesses, knowing I am trying to make a difference.  To avoid conflict with those with whom I care, I have resisted the temptation to tell them to not worry about apologising to me, but to go and find their own children and apologise to them.Emily

At the same time there is a ground-swell of activity starting across the planet as we start to take on the vested interests and bloody mindedness that currently has the upper hand.  I am part of that, and hope that we are successful to the point that my worst fears are not realised.

I love you very much, both as my little children and as the adults you have become (you’re “gwowm-ups” now).

Daddy (or Grandpa by now, I suppose),

Ordinary bloke

How I’ve started buying local food

As promised last week, I have been looking into how I can source as much of my families regular shopping, particular food, from local suppliers and sources.
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I am doing this principally to reduce my carbon footprint further (more on that in a minute). By buying local food I’ll be more sure my money benefits the local economy (rather than being absorbed into the profits of a large corporation) and I’ll know where the food has come from and feel a closer connection with the land.

At first, I felt it was going to be a steep challenge to buy local food from local suppliers.  That nagging doubt had been what stayed my hand from taking the positive step in the first place.  It was quite easy in the end.  I’ll now be picking up meat supplies from Eastwoods Butchers (“The Best Butchers in Great Britain” as it proudly states in its window – they are good) on my way back home from working from a friends loft, which I do twice a week.  After dropping the kids off at school once per week, I’ll walk back via the Farm Shop at the Sunnyside Allotments in Northchurch, where I’ll get vegetables and eggs.  For a lot of items I’ll buy in bulk from Suma, an ethical wholesaler that the Transition Town Berkhamsted food group are using where there isn’t a local alternative.  And of course there is the allotment.

I’ll struggle to buy dairy and out-of-season fruit locally.

To figure out what I am to do, I first sat down with my wife and made a weekly shopping list.  I say sat down, it was more a whirlwind of running around after children during which a shopping list was constructed.  I then went on to the Dacorum Local Food initiative website to look at local food sources, and thought through what I can buy on my regular weekly route.

But that’s just me: there are plenty of others interested in buying local food.  With a little co-ordination, we could potentially save each other time and widen the catchment area both of food sellers and people involved in buying local.

I’m sure reading this you have a few questions.  Surely it will cost a lot more that buying from a supermarket? It will certainly take more time?  I intend to answer these questions for myself by totting up the cost of doing a price comparison – I’ll buy a weekly shop locally, and look at how much I would have paid in the local supermarket.  I’m expecting that the price for local meat and vegetables will be at the higher end of the scale (bearing in mind you can buy produce of different quality and price from a supermarket) but that for non-perishables (rice, cereal etc) the price will be lower.

As for time, I think it might actually come out lower, because I’m buying from places I’m already passing at the moment.  It’ll take about 10 minutes at the butchers and an extra maybe 20 minutes to go to the farm shop.  The bulk buying will take some up front effort in terms of choosing produce (I need to avoid nuts due to my daughter’s nut allergy) and making sure we have a place to store items safely away from rodents (in the garage).  After that initial investment of time, it will be a few minutes every so often to place another bulk order.  Given it takes about 1 hour per week to do the weekly shop at the moment, my new regime will save me a lot of time.

Then on to the main question – will my new food purchasing regime reduce my carbon footprint?  Or will I be buying food that needs more emissions to produce, because it’s being grown in regions less suited to high yields than those farther afield?  I plan to attempt this almost impossible calculation, but have not done so yet.  I do know that the food I grow on my allotment is zero carbon, because I’m making a point of not driving there.

John Bell,

Ordinary bloke

Time to walk the walk

It’s all well and good blabbing on about what we need to do to sort climate change, but I’ve decided I need to starting walking the walk a bit more.  I think I’ve made some significant steps towards a lifestyle that treads more lightly on the planet, but there are certainly some further things I can do.  I’ll keep a diary here of the changes I make personally, and hopefully that will help olocal foodthers do the same.

I’ve stopped commuting and have the solar panels, so a reasonable start.

The other things I need to sort out are further energy proofing my home; avoiding using the car for local journeys (particularly for the weekly shop); greening (literally?) my diet, including buying low or zero emission food where I can’t grow it; reducing my energy use further.

I’m hoping to drag a few of the Transition Town Berkhamsted community along with me.  Is anyone out there reading this who thinks they’d like to join in remotely?  Drop me a line if you are interested.

The eco-teams initiative could help, in which a few have participated (including me).  This is where you get together with a few friends to measure your waste, energy use etc, then take steps to reduce each in turn.  Sounds boring, but actually it’s mostly gassing in the pub, and we still meet up for a curry every so often a few years down the line.  Transition Town Totnes have something similar called Transition Streets.

Or (and/or) we could run a competition to see who can do the best job of reducing their impact.  Robin Williams has suggested such for TTB – I’m up for it.

This week I’m planning to look at food – I’ll let you know how I get along.

John Bell,

Ordinary bloke

PS – Happy Birthday Emma Shallcross!

Pleased about climate change?

Thank you very much to Juliet, who gave me some very useful feedback in the follow-up to the last post I put up.  It was the one that featured the video of David Mitchell on his soap box, having a go at people who publicly push climate change as an issue (that would include me) and those that deny it’s a problem alike.Balanced Stones - smaller

Have a look at the video if you haven’t already, and again if you have.  You don’t have to, it just might set a bit of context to the rest of this blog.  I’d really appreciate some feedback on what I’m about to say, so it would be great if you could think about that as you read.  I’ll keep it short so you have more time to feedback.  If you aren’t able to comment directly below, then using Facebook, Twitter or email are all fine – I may post some of it back here in the comments.

There are lots of useful messages in Mr Mitchell’s video, such as that whatever you do, mitigating against climate change isn’t going to sound as sexy as driving to the arctic and blowing up an iceberg.  It’s just something we need to do, like the washing up.

The gem of an insight that Juliet gave to me was in drawing my attention to the first sentence in the video.  David pointed out that those people who raise the issue of climate change often (always?) seem to be just a little bit pleased about it.  Juliet took that further and likened “us” to the hairshirt brigade – delighting in forcing people to ride their bikes rather than use the car and the like.  It was a particularly useful piece of feedback as it came from someone who described themselves as part of the “wider audience” rather than the converted choir, on the sympathetic end of the spectrum, but not ready to join up [to Transition Town Berkhamsted].

Thinking about it from the other side of the fence at the time, I thought that there might be some who do see climate change as an opportunity.  It could be political, to move people to the left, or it could be idealistic, to return to a more natural lifestyle.

I’d be very interested to hear from any of you whether you can identify with these thoughts, and whether I myself come across as being pleased about climate change*?  And if I or others do, how could we avoid doing so?  What is it about how I / we put things across that creates this impression?

John Bell,

Ordinary bloke

* I’m not, of course.  My next post will be about what I feel about it, and its impact on my life at the moment.

Life getting in the way

I have to admit that I am struggling to keep all of my plates spinning.  The business is being much more successful than I could have hoped, which means that to keep the Transition Town, UK Power Shift, allotment and family nourished of my time requires me working early and late, burning the candle at both ends.

My allotment.  The shed is in the neighbouring plot.

My allotment. The shed is in the neighbouring plot.


It is a crucial time of the year for the allotment, with all manner of life enjoying a little more warmth and trying to sprout up.  It is my job to try to make sure that the life that makes the best fist of it is edible.  Last year was my first year with an allotment, and I did a great line in slugs.  This year the plot is surrounded by a wall of garlic, with slug pubs and organic pellets ready to keep out those that make it through.  Slug pubs are glass jars buried in the ground, with a little roof overhead, with a little beer in the bottom – the terrestrial gastropod molluscs can’t resist a tipple.

The weekend just gone saw an all-day open meeting at the local Hospice to discuss community building in Berkhamsted.  The focus was on an interim and then long-term solution for a community centre in the town, which it lacks at the moment.  The centre of the town is also being developed in the upcoming years, with the location of the old Police Station, Library and Civic Centre up for grabs.  We want to organise what is known as a “charrette” (intense design meeting) involving as many of the townspeople as we can muster to make sure that the space meets our needs and not just want the council think it needs.

The other major initiative discussed on the day is called “My Compassionate Street”.  There is recognition that in 20 years’ time there will be as many people who are great grandparents as there are that are children, parents and grandparents combined.  I’ll try to grab the source and graphics on this for a future post.  So who is going to care for them?  My Compassionate Street will help us form those close neighbourly communities where we can help each other rather than rely on assistance from outside.  This will also enable collaborative consumption – where a street might buy a ladder and a power drill, rather than each household forking out and storing said items themselves.

I’ll stop there – I need to get on with some business work.

John Bell,

Ordinary bloke

My year ahead

It was the Annual General Meeting of Transition Town Berkhamsted (TTB), and so time to think to the coming year and what we plan to achieve.  We are as always on the cusp of either collapsing due to burn out or on the verge of making that major breakthrough in getting a significant proportion of the people in Berkhamsted behind us.
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In terms of practical achievements that will take us forward, there ought to be a few.  There is the Community Growing Project where in return for volunteering with the local charity Sunnyside Rural Trust people have the use of a large polytunnel and surrounding ground to grow vegetables.  With a partnership with the Town Council to make use of and improve currently unmanaged space we could potentially open this up and start something like Incredible Edible in Todmorden.  This would sit alongside the transition-led Dacorum Local Food initiative, which is mapping out local food and making it more available and attractive for everyone in the area.

At the AGM we heard from TiK (Transition in Kings Langley), who have made some exciting steps forward in creating a limited company GUCE (Grand Union Community Energy) for the locally owned generation of renewable energy.  They have done a quick survey of Berkhamsted and I am excited about the opportunity to build on what they have achieved and bring it here.  There are plenty of potential sites, in particular schools such as Westfield and St Marys.

I’m quite keen to start up a series of competitions, at least among the members of TTB, for our own personal reductions in energy use, driving, consumption etc.

Alongside what we’re doing with our hands is what we are doing with our voices.  There is the engaging of other groups and organisations in the town to find our common aims and to form a community.  The third Building Community day is tomorrow, where we will be discussing the creation of a community centre and the development of the centre of the town to be a hub for people to enjoy.  We will also be talking about a burgeoning initiative called My Compassionate Street, looking at bringing back neighbourly support for those that need it.

There are projects kicking off with the local secondary schools, Ashlyns and Berkhamsted School.  Ashlyns are to start their own active sustainability group and are hosting high profile talks with TTB, one each term.  We’ve got Ian Roberts (author of Energy Glut) lined up for 16 October, and Mark Stevenson (pragmatic optimist) for 5 Feb.  Berkhamsted School has a massive Duke of Edinburgh scheme, and we will be chatting to the Year 9’s as they start out to enrole them in volunteering for TTB – in particular in setting up a series of films.

And then there is the Positive Money talk coming up on 11 June, which I’ve written about previously.

As for me, I have been re-elected Leader of TTB for a second annual term.  I plan to complete the strategy and firm up the structure of the group as soon as possible – I want to start getting my hands dirty.  I’ll be splitting my time between TTB, the Global Power Shift, my business, allotment and family.

Tragedy of the Commons

Our local supermarket is Waitrose.  I believe it is the largest of their branches in the UK.  They recently installed new barriers to the car park, which lead to an incident that demonstrates amply the tragedy of the commons.

It was a hazy early Saturday afternoon.  I’d normally do the weekly shop earlier in the day, but it had been more of a lazy start to the day that usual, you know how it goes, especially with three kids to deal with at the same time.  I’m afraid I do shop at Waitrose regularly, and I do drive a car to get there, and so it was that day.Berkhamsted Waitrose Car Park

It surprised me when approaching the car park that the usual lengthy queue was not present.  Where was everyone?  As I closed in on the new barriers, I started to see what was going on.

The car park was jammed full of cars.  Not just in the bays, but grid locked, engines humming, trying to find a space.  The staff were obviously having teething problems with the new barriers, which were up.  The barriers up, everyone had just driven in unthinking, and the chaos before me had ensued.

Not much point in ploughing on in, I thought.  I’ll wait here just outside the car park for a few cars to leave, to ease the situation.  Very sensible.  I switched my engine off.

A few minutes later, with no more cars adding to the mess in the car park, a few gaps in the traffic were starting to appear.  As had a small queue behind me.  I resolved to count five more cars out then I’d go in, and hope that the people behind me were awake enough not to all stream in in my wake.

I’d barely counted a couple of cars leaving before someone approached from behind.  An elderly gentleman leant down to my window.

“Are you having a problem?” he asked.  I explained about the faulty barriers, and my ploy to wait for the situation to ease before going in.  To be honest, I wasn’t surprised by his reaction – he started getting a little animated.  “There’s a queue behind you, you know!” he accurately pointed out.  I told him there should be a queue, if the barriers were working, and I’d wait a little longer.  He went back to his car in a huff.

Slightly to spite him, I waited for another five cars to leave (which was difficult to explain to the small enquiring voices from the back seat).  Found a space straight away.

What this little saga demonstrated to me was how blinkered and unthinking people can be in their daily lives, if all they do is concentrate on their own little piece of the overall jigsaw.  No wonder, I thought, that we are finding it so difficult to make the adjustments necessary to work together to reduce our impact on the future.

If we don’t realise that driving into a car park that is directly in front of us and is demonstrably over-full is a little on the stupid side, what chance have we got of realising that we are all collectively driving a massive wedge into our future and that of our children?

John Bell,

Ordinary bloke

Idling our future away

When it comes to actually making changes to the way we live to lessen the impact we have on the climate, I can typically see both sides of the argument.  Take wind farms as an example.

As a child I used to look round at the views on Anglesey and strain and struggle to find any view that did not contain signs of human activity.  Even looking into the skies did not help as I realised that the slowly dissipating stringy clouds were produced by planes soaring across the heavens.

So I totally get why people would not want our beautiful landscapes further derided by human structures with the erection of turbines*.

What I don’t understand and really can’t abide is where people needlessly waste energy and pollute.

In particular: idling cars.  Bloody people sitting in their cars with the windows down in a car park with the bloody engine on.  What on earth are they thinking?  Really makes my blood boil.Exhaust fumes - do not loiter - smaller

I have at times resolved to ask people, or confront them.  I’ve tried a lot of different tactics.

I might open with “Excuse me, I hope you don’t mind me asking, what is the reason for you having your engine on at the moment?”

“What’s it to you?” would come the rather indignant reply.

“I’m worried about the fumes and the effect on the climate, not to mention that it’s wasting your money”

“Good point, thank you” was a recent response from someone sitting in a sports centre car park in their car.  They left the engine running.  I left them to it.

Or I might say “Excuse me, could you please turn your engine off?  My children are walking past your car and I’d rather they didn’t have to breathe in the fumes”.  More success with that one, but people can still get a little uppity.

Not many people realise that you only need to be stationary for 10 seconds or more before you would have saved money had you switched the engine off.  It is almost always worth switching off your motor if you stop at a traffic light (other than a pedestrian crossing – you don’t get much time to walk across the road), let alone when you are waiting outside someone’s home, or in a car park.

If you stop at a traffic light 10 times a day, and sit idle for 20 minutes a day on average, you would save between £180 and £632 per year on your petrol bill (depending on the efficiency of your car)**.  And your engine would last longer.  Imagine how much taxis could save.

I know at some times of the year people have the engine on to run the air conditioning or the heater.  Seems utterly daft to me – running a large petrol engine to heat a car?  Imagine doing that in your home, you’d feel a little daft.  But it’s when people leave the car running for no reason at all that really gets under my skin.
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Oh, and by the way, it is illegal in the UK to have your car running while being on the mobile, even if it isn’t moving.  You need to switch it off and take the key out.

Thoughts on how (or whether) I should approach people much appreciated.

John Bell,

Ordinary bloke

* The way I think of it, though, wind turbines are temporary.   If we want to cook, heat, watch telly, have loads of lights on in the house – we need electricity.  So we have a choice, do we generate that electricity in a way that will arguably spoil some views for 20-30 years?  Or do we instead burn gas, oil and coal, releasing carbon dioxide into the atmosphere to damage our climate – and hence our views – effectively forever?  Nuclear is another matter – I say let’s put a load of reactors round the coast as well as build the wind farms.  Bring on nuclear fusion.

** Calculation: 10 stops of 20 seconds per day = 20 hours per year.  20 minutes idling per day = 120 hours per year.  140p per litre of petrol = £6.36 per gallon.  Saving between 1/5 or 7/10 of a gallon per hour = saving of £180 to £632 per year.