Fracking on the Fylde
I was disappointed to read Peter Grinrod’s letter (Gazette September 14) regarding fracking.
Unfortunately he beats the same old safety drum to which the anti-frackers have firmly nailed their colours.
Can we please be sensible and pragmatic about this and consider some of the statements spouting from the antis’ mouths.
Firstly, if our ancestors were to have followed Mr Grinrod’s example that anything fraught with danger would have to be in his words “proved absolutely safe”, then where would we be?
For a start we wouldn’t know Australia or America existed as it would have been far too dangerous to sail off into the unknown and it was the unknown.
The industrial revolution would never have occurred as it would have been impossible to extract coal or iron ore from the ground.
Edmund Hilary would still be stuck at base camp and horses (possibly) would be the only source of transport.
I presume Mr Grinrod doesn’t fly anywhere because “it’s not proven to be absolutely safe” and finally, what about space exploration and all the benefits that has brought?
The list is endless so I won’t go on.
Secondly he says that “much information collated from all over the world” suggests it isn’t safe.
This is simply not true. America is, as everyone accepts, the home of fracking, it is also the most litigious country in the world bar none.
If there had been any major or indeed minor incident regarding safety their lawyers would have been all over it.
There have been none and even the recent television programme about fracking in America failed, despite their best efforts, to find any safety issues. Finally I presume he is not a pensioner, because if he was he might think differently.
Fuel costs have risen dramatically over the past few years and we are at the mercy of foreign suppliers such as Russia and the Middle East.
As I am sure he knows, at any one time the country is running on a two week supply of gas and that tap could be turned off on a whim.
Pensioners and the less fortunate desperately want and need cheap energy and it’s our duty to provide it if we can.
So let’s get real about the situation, after all Mr Grinrod, when the power goes off where will we all be, safe but cold and hungry?
Fracking is in the news again.
The fact remains alternative energy sources must be found.
I myself go with wind power as I once did a little experiment with reduced versions of windmills.
A modified version of children’s windmills on sticks, but much larger.
I erected two on my roof and I managed to power my telly, but it took an hour to boil my kettle.
I can envisage these in the future, a personal energy supply. They will be as common as satellite dishes.
The wrong lifeboat
Not “Sam” Bruce Allen’s response (Gazette Letters, September 20) to Damon Lynch’s article about the “Samuel Fletcher” lifeboat (Gazette, September 9), compounds his mistake about it having rescued the crew of the Abana at Anchorsholme in 1894.
The boat Robert William was not involved, either.
That lifeboat, Blackpool’s first, was replaced in 1885 by the first Samuel Fletcher boat, which itself was superseded by a second boat of the same name at the end of 1896.
The first rescue of the new boat was the crew of the Foudroyant in June 1897.
It was the second Samuel Fletcher that gave pleasure trips on Stanley Park Lake for many years and that is now at Lightworks (the Illuminations department).
Incidentally, I can claim to have been rescued, not by the Samuel Fletcher 2, but from it.
It had run aground on the lake and a friend and I were chosen to be transferred to a rowing boat to increase its buoyancy and be floated off.
On this occasion it was a case of women and children last.
The face of blackpool 1974
I was saddened to read about the death, at just 58, of Karen Jones, whose face was on the cover of the 1974 Blackpool holiday guide.
I never met Karen but I am familiar with the photograph as I was a junior clerk in the Attractions and Publicity Department, a sort of apprentice, sending out holiday brochures and the like.
I remember people saying what a lovely person she was and my boss Bob Battersby was particularly proud of Karen’s photograph and the image it portrayed.
The decision was then taken to knock Blackpool Tower off the cover after a 10 year run.
As it turned out, this was one of the most memorable holiday guide covers of the era, simple, but capturing exactly the spirit of happy, carefree holidays in the early 1970s.