I won’t lie – this is an opportunistic photo taken from a lay-by on the A30 somewhere between Truro and Redruth. I only stopped there to phone David and tell him to get the pizza dough out of the freezer – I don’t ever really use a mobile phone but I’m desperately applying for jobs again and don’t want to appear like a total dinosaur so I’ve added my mobile number to application forms and plucked my ancient mobile from the bottom of my handbag. After blowning the handbag fluff off it and charging its battery, I’m like a cat on a hot tin roof hoping against all hope it’ll ring and someone will be on the other end inviting me for an interview. Sadly that hasn’t happened yet and I am sinking into a quagmire of depression because of it.

My day was spent in a school about as far away from home as is possible and still be in Cornwall, any further and I’d have fallen into the sea. Given my location, the fact that I’d already made the decision to stop the car and make a call, and the need for a photo, I thought I’d make the most of the opportunity afforded by standing still for a couple of moments and shoot the wind turbines.

They are a polarising force, of course, with both sides of the debate claiming the moral high ground but I’d just like to say I think they are beautiful, graceful things that are an asset to the landscape and they show our society to have at least some enlightened souls.

There now – I’ve gone and nailed my colours firmly to the mast…should I duck?

POST SCRIPT: Just gone to cook the pizzas and guess what? Only one of the two (still half frozen) pizza bases IS still on the side...the other is in an unknown dog's tummy. If unknown dog wakes me in the night puking said uncooked pizza base, he/she will be very, very sorry because then I'll know who to scowl at and tick off!