Each day, millions of gallons of water are pumped up at the Papplewick Pumping Station to be distributed to thousands of homes. Now pumped out with electric pumps, which replaced the still-functioning steam-powered ones, the station stands as a monument to the engineering and architectural abilities of our British ancestors. This is a special edition of the RogueCast, with Part 2 to follow this week.
A visit to the opening day celebrating 140 years of the Papplewick Pumping Station, 7 miles north of Nottingham had me pondering on a number of issues, particularly the codswallop of a 50 pence piece and some epic nonsense in the M&S gents’ urinals.
The fact is, and I did not know this until yesterday, that there is an aquifer in Papplewick that is some 200 feet below the surface which is constantly replenished, all of which makes a nonsense of any climate change assertion that water is somehow scarce, on the simple basis that these underground water sources are to found everywhere across the Isles of Britain.
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