Ill wind divides midlands

A low growl underpinned the hum of conversation in the function room of the Bloomfield House Hotel. The room was packed with bodies, awaiting the start of a meeting.
To the right of the stage, there stood a model of a wind turbine hard at work, its blades rotating at a fair clip, like a giant fan. A large screen over the stage was projecting a documentary made in Australia, but through it all, the growl could be heard, as if it was operating at a subterranean level, or maybe burrowing around under the 600 or so chairs taking up the floor.