Steel will in a steel mill
A visit to Nowa Huta I’ve always had a soft spot for the hard lines of communist-era architecture. To me, there’s something weirdly comforting about chunky, rectilinear concrete buildings. Perhaps it’s because they remind me of sheer cliff faces. I’ve no idea what they do for the Oldies, but I was quite happy to join them on a trip to Nowa Huta, an industrial satellite town meaning ‘new steel mill’ which was built from scratch in the 1950s not far…