The hope is still Stirling-green

“Is this the main entrance?” The delivery man is tugging impatiently on the door without any luck. “Stirling DK” is written on a dirty sign on the wall beside the door. We are both in the right place. Behind that locked, anonymous door lives Denmark’s next great industrial hope. A company with the potential to be far larger than the windmill giant, Vestas. But there is nothing to indicate greatness here. No smart lobby with designer furniture and well-groomed, smiling receptionists.

The delivery man gives up and, in a bad temper, turns his far-too-large delivery truck around in the small car park. I am more patient and have one last try to make contact with the people inside. Finally, a busy young man in a baggy t-shirt and jeans answers, and lets me in.