It seems hybrid power and biofuels aren’t the only options for those looking to travel green. The DIYmoped seen here is the work of the intrepid Don Dunklees in Minnesota, who uses it for his daily five-mile commute.
We were a little worried that the scooter’s wing-like solar array might collect the odd passer-by, but apparently the PV cells fold away when the it’s on the go. Once Don’s at work, the panels fold out again and soak up enough sun to charge the battery for the journey home.
If you’re up for a bit of DIY and you like the idea of a moped without the angry wasp noises, you can download instructions here. Don says that the scooter is still going strong in its third year.
We’d like lots more people to save energy, so we’re giving away ten eco-eye mini energy monitors – the handy little gadgets we’ve been using on the Low Carbon Households project, which let you see just how much electricity your home is using, in real time.
Fitting them is easy (they clip on to your power supply cable near the fusebox) and the results are guaranteed to raise eyebrows from everyone in your household.
To be in with a chance of winning, simply take a look around the energy section of the site and leave a comment on any post in that category before 12 midday on 28 October (making sure you’ve given us a valid email address – which will not be published on the site).We will then enter you into our free prize draw.
Then we’ll select the winners at random – and if you’re one of them we’ll send you your very own eco-eye mini.
That’s it. No catch [see our full terms and conditions]. Although if you’d care to let us know how you get on with your new gadget, we’d love to hear from you.
In his last post, Lee told us all about the hardships endured while avoiding frostbite on holiday in Spain. In this, his final post, he updates us on central-heating-free life in November, back in Blighty.
Well, it’s finally over. Just in time and thank god. We take so many things for granted these days, but still I underestimated what it would be like to actually live without central heating at the back end of the year in the UK.
As you may have read, we ran away to Spain for a couple of weeks, a little way into the challenge. Some very clever editing by the talented Living team (I ranted about orange women wearing yellow on cut price airlines; I don’t know why; wait, yes I do – read on) on that particular report managed to conceal the fact that I was slightly the worse for alcoholic wear at the time of writing. It won’t have hidden in any way whatsoever that I was feeling deeply smug and having a thoroughly lovely time.
Post-smugness reality
To fulfil the challenge and make the whole thing worthwhile, we committed to leaving the heating off into November on our return. To be honest, the weather at the beginning of the challenge really wasn’t that severe, but it had all taken a turn for the worse by the time we got back. And, you know, it was actually not all that nice with the heating off. Who’d have thought?
<!– The two of us didn’t actually suffer all that much. I bought Colin a pair of the rather fetching socks I was sporting in the photo that accompanied my first post. In a different colour, obviously. It’s not like we have matching anoraks or anything like that. We wore rather more than is customary when indoors (or indeed outdoors in, ooooh, let’s say Finland) and added more if it got colder.
But our poor cat had a slightly harder time of it. Our flooring, apart from the bedroom and living room, is basically a linoleum bonanza, the sofa is leather and the…no, I can’t think of another word right now…poofs are (deep breath) ‘leather-look’. Not at all cosy for the poor little mite, who consequently followed us round like a puppy and launched himself into the nearest lap as soon as we sat down. Bless ‘im.
After a few days of our being back, present in the house, not dead (I’m fairly certain corpses don’t do much to raise the ambient temperature, at least not for long) and doing the usual things like cooking, ironing, showering, etc. the temperature indoors actually settled down to a fairly constant 19 degrees.
What never went away, though, and this was the most uncomfortable thing, was the damp. Without any strong localised heat sources getting much hotter than the ambient temperature it was almost, and allow me to exaggerate here for a minute to get my point across, like living in a cave. It’s not that there was damp running down the walls, it was just very uncomfortable and you could almost imagine things were going mouldy all around you. Given that we don’t have a tumble dryer, there was the added complication with laundry that almost led to things going mouldy all over you. But we don’t need to dwell on that. Why on Earth the TV has to go on about pessaries while I’m eating every evening I’ll never understand, so I’ll spare you.
Turning up the heat
We have turned the heating back on now, with the kind permission of our Living masters, and hallelujah! I’m just getting over a rather nasty cold I picked up while doing a half marathon in the weather-warning weather a couple of weekends back and I’m sure the lack of heating in the house didn’t help much in the early part of my recovery. It’s only set to 20, as opposed to our usual 21. I guess that’s partly because we got along OK(ish) for a while at 19 and partly because we’ve got so used to wearing outdoor clothes indoors that we just don’t need it any higher. Walking on the carpets no longer feels like walking on a bed of moss. Our clothes are dry again. And the cat’s happy.
Paperless quarterly billing means we won’t really have an idea of any savings we might have made until some time in December, but if it’s at all interesting when we see the results, I’ll be certain to come back and comment here to let you know.
That had never seemed right to me, and I wanted to see whether a new replacement would really be that much better, or whether makers’ energy-saving claims are all just hot air.
Before I could find out, the old item had to be carried down the three flights of stairs from my flat, and a newer, unintentionally bigger version manhandled back up. This required the street-level removal of all of the replacement’s packaging, the signing of a damage disclaimer, and an almost superhuman effort not to upbraid the delivery man for his insistence that it wasn’t going to fit until it already had.
If the first thing I learned from my new fridge-freezer was that it is chief among the things you don’t want to carry into a third-floor flat, the second was that modern examples are very, very good. After a quick wipe down, I hooked it up to the energy meter and set about loading it up with all the things I’d missed so much in my fridgeless month. Chiefly beer.
Fridge over troubled water
After the first day – much of which would have been spent working hard to get everything down to temperature – it had used 1.45kWh, which seemed a promising start. And despite extra demands from freezing bucket-loads of ice cubes, and left-over chilli and pasta sauces, at the end of the first week the meter was showing just 6.34kWh – less than half the electricity my old fridge would have used in the same time.
In the second week it only got through 5.05kWh, while in week three consumption was down to just 4.89kWh – less than a third that of my old fridge.
I’m impressed, frankly. New Fridge is bigger, colder and better than the old one, and yet it uses just a third of the power: It’s likely to save me more than ?
In part two of his investigations into how to make his Victorianterraced house more energy-efficient without compromising its features and character, our guest blogger, Simon Mustoe, finds a few surprises courtesy of the Energy Saving Trust (EST).
Last week, I went public with a homeowner dilemma: I wholeheartedly subscribe to energy-saving principles but am not really prepared to do anything that compromises the character of my Victorian-era house. I literally couldn’t bear to watch someone ripping out the original wooden sash windows in favour of double-glazing, or covering up a beautiful original wooden floor with carpet. In fact, I think I had unconsciously decided that there really wasn’t much I could do to conserve energy in a house that was built over 100 years too early to benefit from environmentally-conscious building principles. Apparently, the first step in beating a problem is to admit that one exists, so I’m facing up to my previous assumption and putting it to the test.
Given that the Energy Saving Trust is hosting Energy Saving Week I made it my first port of call. A little digging around its website led me to a list of ways to insulate the walls and floors of a house. I was pleasantly surprised by what I found. For instance, I hadn’t realised that I could actually insulate solid walls, a feature typical of Victorian-era houses. Apparently I can – both inside and out, although doing both would count as excessive. What’s more, each option would save in the region of two tonnes of carbon dioxide (CO2) emissions each year, which equates to around ?
I’d just got back from the launch of the Low Carbon Households project, which is being run by Lewes District Council. Fellow Living contibutor Jeremy and I will be monitoring our home electricity use for a year, as will more than 30 other households in the district.
An eco-eye out
We’ve all been equipped with an eco-eye mini, a neat little device that reveals what’s going on behind the scenes.
The idea of monitoring energy use may not push everyone’s button, but when you get one of these bad boys clamped onto your supply you can’t help but get involved with it.
It’s very simple. You plug the sensor into the mains or insert a couple of batteries (they came supplied with proper ones, Duracell AAs – when does that ever happen?). Then you lock it on to one of the wires going into your fusebox – no cutting or rewiring required.
Next you put batteries in the separate monitor screen, and set the time and the cost per unit of electricity (according to your last bill). And that’s it. You’re recording real-time use of power in kilowatt-hours, and can see how much your current use would cost over a week, month or year – as well as the likely CO2 emissions.
Within seconds, you’re wondering why the level is so low, or so high, and why it’s changing all the time. It’s a bit of a jolt.
We’d been told at the meeting by Climate South East’s Matthew Bird that the kettle would be a shocker, and he was right. Making a cup of tea sent our low, mid-evening reading shooting up five-fold. You quickly realise why the National Grid struggles to cope with the surge in demand during half-time in cup finals.
And…?
So, this is all very well. But will it actually change the way we behave?
Well, the early signs are: yes. Our kettle doesn’t have a water gauge, so it’s easy to overfill. I did exactly that this morning, and felt so unable to waste the hot water that I made a full cafetiere (which could be reheated later, for rather less power, in the microwave) and a Thermos flask of tea for my train journey later in the day.
I’ve eased off the monitor-watching a bit this evening, but it’s sat there, watching, waiting, and ready to reveal the true energy impact the next time we hoover, or dry the kids’ hair or leave the TV on standby.
And as they say, knowledge is power.
Anyone else out there got an eco-eye mini or similar smart meter plugged in to their home? Let us know your experiences of whether it’s helping you to save energy.
Having steeped himself in literature for the comfort denied him by the shower, his month of abstinence is now at an end. But has it changed his habits for good?
It’s over. I managed to complete my month.
OK, so it doesn’t really compare to a month without a fridge but I reckon it has taught me something and I will definitely change my behaviour going forward. It ended with a bit of a whimper as I had pretty much got used to the occasional shower routine, but still really nice to know I can now enjoy the odd indulgence again. I don’t think I will be doing the five-minute midweek baths though – a quick shower serves equally well (I never thought I woud say that. Also I do actually wonder if maybe we wash and shower too much – as a kid I used to wash my hands and face before I went to bed and that seemed fine.)
British engineer Richard Jenkins has become the fastest driver ever to use only the power of the wind – smashing the previous record in the process.
The record-breaking run took place at the dried-out bed of Lake Ivanpah on the border between Nevada and California.
Originally the Windjet project, the craft can operate on both dry land and on frozen water – and is designed to break the record on both surfaces.
Power is produced in a similar way to how an aeroplane generates ‘lift’ to climb in the air; using wind moving over the ’sail’, which is essentially a vertical wing.