GreenCease? I was so disappointed. I really had hoped for more. I made the mistake of following a random Tweet to their website. On the face of it I thought they were a critique of the GreenPeace environmental organisation. But one article struck me and it concerned the “Planet Under Pressure 2012″ conference in London: http://bit.ly/L6OiJ2 Continue reading
John hauled the ladder out of his garage. The only garage on his street. How things had changed. Surely November was not meant to be THIS warm? John is about to paint his house white. The last house in his road to be painted. John liked to be the last. He prided himself on being the stick-in-the-mud. After-all, at age 87 what other pleasures in life were there? He was born in 2012 where they didn’t have such nonsense. Continue reading
Jill returned home from her trip in the airship. It is November 2099. She sits up on the window sill to stare at the trees and gracefully-arcing wind turbines. She daydreams of winning that trip to Totnes – the cultural capital of Britain. All she has to do is write a really good essay on what life was like just 90 years before. She shudders… She had done the research and spent hours on the Bucks Free Press archive site. But it hadn’t been easy. She had not much liked what she had found. How to turn it into the needed essay? Maybe a letter? A letter to her own long-gone relatives? So she flicked open her EWallet-Phone and whispered the words “open file” and this is what she wrote: Continue reading
Jack and Jill went up the hill to hitch a ride on an airship. They cycled as quickly as they could but the Marlow Hill was a tough nut so they occasionally enjoyed a boost from the onboard electric motor. When they reached the Booker Airship Park they slotted their bikes into the free chargers and ran off to find their teacher. She promised she would be here. Jack and Jill couldn’t be more excited. Their grandfather had told them so much about flying. They couldn’t wait. Continue reading