Wind is now a dismal 8.24% of demand. The wind speed in the Betws area now is 6 mph, not enough to start the giant turbines, which need at least 9 mph to start. So the Betws turbines are producing nothing as usual after a cold, black, bible black, rain soaked, cloudy night, in the immortal words of one Dylan Thomas. So Betws and Mynydd y Gwair have been totally destroyed at the cost of millions, against the wishes of up to 90% of the electorate. The cabal knew that their work would produce nothing. No politician could stop them. Solar is a disgusting 0.00%, and is obviously a complete disaster (University of Sheffield estimate on www.gridwatch.templar.co.uk). This is Jonathan Swift. It is pure satire, not reality at all. Altarwise by owl light, in the half way house/ The turbines lie graveward with their furies. Young Thomas amended. The problem is that all the owls have been slaughtered by the giant guillotines.