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.