Sunday, 2 December 2012

New Pig Farm on the Somerset Levels

Aargh The angels are needed. The angels I have painted have helped others, now can they help me?

A local farmer wants to put 600 piglets in our hamlet only 2 fields away from our house. No problem you may think. Don’t they sound sweet – adorable little pink piglets running around and playing in the straw with their mother. Not quite, 600 pigs up to 30 kg in size, intensively reared for meat with no mothers in sight. I don’t even buy intensively reared pork meat.

No mention made of their waste or slurry. This is the revolting smell which hit us last summer after the same former sprayed the fields with the slurry and left it for weeks before ploughing it in. We felt trapped, unable to open the windows, go into the garden or even sit in the conservatory. No wonder living close to a pig farm is associated with high blood pressure. People feel powerless with such a stench surrounding them and life is altered.

My therapy business and workshops from home and in the garden would be finished. People come to the countryside for the views, the peace in my garden, the sound of birds and the fresh air. His expanding business would end mine.

Do we as individuals have rights or are we just pawns in a bigger game? The local council wanted to fast track this application. Am I paranoid or do I feel justice is being sidelined. I call on the angels to protect our way of life in this sleepy village.

I have placed 40 of my healing angel cards in the hallway and regularly light tea lights among them. These angels have helped others over the years now can they help me and my hamlet to continue life as we know it.