Most people probably hate the sound of airplanes over their house.  It doesn’t bother me in the slightest.  When I lived in Manchester, I hated the silence of my street.  I found it hard to sleep, especially when I had the back bedroom, where the quiet was almost eerie.  Thankfully I got to move to the front room in my 3rd university year, which was better.

But where I live in London is fairly noisy.  Not in an obnoxious or overbearing way.  Just the way I like it.  I sleep better with background noise.  And for some odd reason, hearing the planes overhead comforts me.  Makes me really feel like I’m part of ‘the city’.  I guess they’re from Luton or Stansted airport.  Heathrow and Gatwick are the other side of London.  Who knows.  But it reassures me.