Aeroplanes are slowly driving me mad. I live near an airport and passing
planes can be heard night and day. The airport was built during the war, but
for some reason it could not be used then. Last year, however, it came into
use. Over a hundred people must have been driven away from their homes by the
noise. I am one of the few people left. Sometimes I think this house will be
knocked down by a passing plane. I have been offered a large sum of money to
go away, but I am determined to stay here. Everybody says I must be mad and
they are probably right.&