It’s the coal station workers who make the planet worth saving
Not that long ago, for an article that never quite happened, I took a tour around Kingsnorth power station. This was just after environmental activists had staged a week-long ‘Climate Camp’ there. ‘Environmentalist?’ said my taxi-driver. ‘Journalist,’ I told him. He seemed surprised. Such is my debonair professional demeanour. He’d done quite well out of climate change activists, it turned out. It was seven miles from the train station to the power station, and cannabis and hand-woven teepees can really weigh you down. If no one was looking, or if it was raining, they’d often sneak a lift. A taxi-driver with an eco-friendly car, perhaps like the one in The Flintstones, could have made a fortune.
It wasn’t the most exciting tour, if I’m honest. ‘This is where we keep the coal,’ they said, next to a big pile of coal.
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