The year 2030 is an important year for climate targets. It is also the year that my two oldest grandchildren will turn eighteen with all the rights and responsibilities that age brings. Gulp. And I will turn eighty.
A fitting present for all three of us will be the realisation of the nation’s 82 per cent 2030 renewable energy target. As an octogenarian, I will be happy with 80 per cent, but the extra two per cent will be the icing on the cake. Am I hopeful? I must be. As Dostoevsky said, ‘To live without hope is to cease to live’.
For four decades The Echo has printed the stories some people loved, some people hated, and some pretended not to read. If you want us to keep telling the truth, the real truth, not the sugar-coated version. We’ll need your support to keep the presses rolling. 
