Some years back there was a winter of storms like this one and the resupply vessels could not dock on Lundy Island for weeks. The young lady who was caring for the small herd of animals on the island called the local radio station to ask for an emergency airdrop of fodder for her stock. Lots of
PR kudos and permission from Group, Low Flying Uxbridge, et al, and LXX mounted a "routine training" mission to include a block 4 ME each onto Lundy. The AD boys had pinned Valentine hearts to the loads for the young lady marooned on the island and the usual romantic sentiments. The drop was on the wind limits and the DZ was unmarked but all landed on the island. The local TV station eventually interviewed the girl when the weather eased and we all realised why she was there all alone. Not to be disheartened, a chirpy 47 AD dispatcher commented "A kill's a kill, boss"
