The first Sidney knew he might not make it out alive was a certain mission briefing in the winter of 1917. He had joined the Royal Flying Corps, done his training in England and been posted to the Tiger's aerodrome in France 13 odd months before. At first, when he was fresh in the squadron, he had been immensely motivated and beaming with a raw and oblivious fight for the greater cause. In time though, through a series of experiences, he came to realise everyone was fighting their own war in their own way, often not even with the enemy. With that he found that his own feelings eroded and detached. But nevertheless, it wasn't until the winter of 1917 that he came across an utter and perfect hopelessness like no other.
The Aerodrome is a slightly absurd look at life set in the First World War, it has a very real relation to the frustration and suppression some of us experience in the present.