Wednesday August 22, 2012
One bleak, miserable morning on January 6th, 2010, a storm begins to brew that would have far more lasting impact than any disruption caused by a little bad weather. The snow piled higher and higher, and the citizens of the snowed in landscape grew more and more embittered. From the depths of a frozen Britain finally came the cantankerous call (among so many others, but only one would be so important), “Crap! Robin Hood airport is closed. You've got a week and a bit to get your shit together otherwise I'm blowing the airport sky high!!"
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