25th January 2020
Today is the first day of the Lunar Calendar. That makes it the first day of the Chinese New Year celebrations, and because today also happens to be a Saturday, the streets of Chinatown are full with people. It's a special year for me, because today is also the first year of the 12 year cycle, the Year of the Rat. I happen to be a Rat in the Chinese zodiac; this is my year.
Today's celebrations don't look so different from the celebrations ten years ago. The lion dancers still weave their way through the streets accompanied by the sound of drums. Tempting smells still waft across the streets from the many stalls, selling dumplings, noodles and cheap prawn crackers. The same types of food; but then the Chinese have been selling them for hundreds of years. The native Brits still buy them. Perhaps there are more stalls than there once were. But what has really changed, however, is the equipment the snacks are being prepared in.
Rather than being powered by gas (which is in even shorter supply than ever), the cookers, friers, hotplates and various other machinery are now powered by electric. The dumplings on one stall are being cooked in pans atop hotplates, which are connected to a solar panel power generator above the stalls. This particular form of the technology, perfect for multiple cooking appliances, was invented in Shanghai. Now the temperature of the UK is of a more favourable nature in January, solar power is becoming a much bigger part of life.
The big exhibition stage of ten years ago has been replaced with two smaller stages. Petrol is another substance in short supply and high in price; so the stages here have been towed into position by electric vans produced locally at the big Nissan plant in the next city, which produced its first electric car ten years ago. A very rare sight back then, vehicle charge points can be clearly seen dotting the streets and at the stations which used to sell petrol. The glinting panels lining the rooves of these cleaner and more pleasant-smelling electric stations, originally a trial and then a supplement to the national supply, now power them completely.
Up above the crowds, the electric stations aren't the only buildings powered by solar. If I could fly above them, I would see the city's rooves twinkle like stars, far outshining the colourful costumes of the dancers and revellers thronging the streets below.
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