Sea King not really lost!
About twelve or so years ago when we lived close to the Moray coast, I remember a typical for the area winters night, high ish gusting winds, low temperature and driving snow. We had the outside house lights on and herd the familiar sound of a helicopter passing over head at low altitude, only to return and start to fly around the I presume glow of the house lights. Well they landed in my field behind the house and my wife and I had the privilege of some very unexpected but exceptional guests for the night. An evening enjoying the company and being able to help will never be forgotten. The original task an expectant mother requiring an urgent trip to a hospital was satisfactory achieved by other means. The morning was sunny and clear typical for the area and the helicopter and crew departed.
An event that will always be remembered, not only because of the opportunity to help, but, the chance to meet and enjoy the company of exceptional aviators.
Outhouse.