Driving into Boussac yesterday to post the first of the Christmas parcels (be impressed – be very impressed: this is me being organised!), I was delayed by a rotor blade. It was being delivered to eolienne (wind turbine) 6 or 7. The incredibly long lorry was manoeuvring to back down a side road. I don’t know how the driver managed it as the vehicle was immense. I’m not very good at estimating, but my research hasn’t helped much. Apparently wind turbine rotors can vary from 15 to 60 metres in length. I would put ours at around 25 metres maybe. It looked as long as a swimming pool to me.

More of these will be arriving thick and fast since there are signs up in Boussac restricting parking every day this week because of convois exceptionelles going through i.e. eolienne bits.

Here’s a rather good diagram that I’ve taken from here (the Alliant Energy website( to show the various parts of a wind turbine.

And seeing the rotor blade arrive reminded me that I hadn’t put up the latest set of photos I’d taken at our friendly local  eolienne, good old numéro 3. We noticed that a few more interesting bits and pieces had arrived, so Chris, Rors and I cycled out there to have a closer look. I’ve mentioned the mysterious pile of straw bales at each eolienne site before. Now I realised what their purpose is. They’re handy for leaning the bikes up against.

Here’s the nose cone which the rotors will be slotting into to. Now, our Rors is about 125 cm tall so that gives you an idea of scale.

There are a lot of meaty screws to hold things in.

The base has been landscaped even more.

What this is is anyone’s guess!

Now, I said in my last post that I’d try to include something Christmassy in my blog every day. Eoliennes don’t really cut it, so on to the great mince pie mystery. That’s definitely seasonal. I rattled off some mince pies yesterday. I made my usual ad hoc version of suetless mincemeat using ordinary raisins and golden ones, red wine, brown sugar, lots of nutmeg and ginger and a grated apple. I had some sablé pastry in the fridge so I used that rather than make my own this time. Anyway, I made 11 rather tasty pies. This morning there were only 4 left. I had one for supper, so between them Rors and Chris had 6. The strange thing is that they both swear blind they only had two at most.

Hmmm …