Gerry G wrote: » I put in a wood pellet stove back in February. Best move ever. I hate turf ever since I was a kid being dragged to the bog. Midgets, cracked skin, turf mould in every crevice. Wont miss it even one little bit
kneemos wrote: » The **** is turf mould.
Steyr 556 wrote: » Always loved the smell of a turf fire. They need to make that a fragrance, along with freshly cut grass and petrol.
Graysen Chubby Spice wrote: » It is not an efficient source of heat by a long way.
A Tyrant Named Miltiades! wrote: » I hear this a lot, what's the exact science/ calculation behind it?
Jupiter Mulligan wrote: » https://www.seai.ie/resources/seai-statistics/conversion-factors/
A Tyrant Named Miltiades! wrote: » I hear this a lot, what's the exact science/ calculation behind it? We spend less than a grand for a winter's supply of turf, at home. None of the rads work, so it's the only source of heat, apart from maybe one trailer load of timber (which goes in no time, and seems super inefficient). I live in a smaller house, in Dublin, and my heating costs are a few hundred quid higher. And my house is better insulated. I'm curious as to the provenance of this fact. Perhaps I am your elderly neighbour.
Graysen Chubby Spice wrote: » I used turf for many years and know I got less heat per £ than I do from any other source.
A Tyrant Named Miltiades! wrote: » But turf is so much cheaper. Cost really should be considered when discussing efficiency. Not wanting to split hairs, but that chart is really about efficacy, not efficiency. You're literally comparing 1 tonne of turf to 1 tonne of oil, while ignoring cost -- a huge factor.
Doctors room ghost wrote: » We are drawing out home this past 2 weeks.a mighty year for turf. Hope to be finished Friday. The bog is good for the soul and you would ate steel after a day in it. Give me a week in the bog alone with the skylark singing and ye May keep yere crowded foreign holiday
A Tyrant Named Miltiades! wrote: » Sorry, I meant turf 'mowld'.
Jupiter Mulligan wrote: » Pulling a sentimental curtain over the horsefly (cleg) bites that I know you get! But there are few things as uplifting as hearing the lark's song in a lonely place.