Consider yourself(s) lucky, during my one month detachment to Brize during 1977 (ish), of an evening, we would have a VC10 and G-BOAD bashing the circuit and I'm still trying to figure out which was the noisiest whilst trying to watch television of an evening.
I think that experience may be the root cause of why I took up drinking
And I was on detachment from a top secret Wiltshire air base where we had 60 Fat Alberts stationed, oh to get back to the peace and quiet after a month at Brize