A mere breath of a breeze disturbs the quiet of autumn in south London and the wind turbine on the gable of Donnachadh McCarthy’s home turns lazily.

The morning sun casts shadows from solar panels onto the walls of the house and filters through the windows into his living room.

“I’m in surplus. I am now providing money to the grid,” he said with a grin, gesturing at a red light winking on the wall that marks the progress of his domestic power station. —Oliver Bullough —Home wind turbines turn fashionable in Britain

Perhaps just a little overdone, but still much more interesting to read than “Donnachadh McCarthy’s home has a windmill and solar panels.”