People in the Borders feel that that there is little that can be done about low flying aircraft (apart from taking off your hat, of course) They are a fact of life, like Big Mac wrappers on our roads. Defence of the Realm and all that. But actually there is. There is an official complain- about --low flying- if- you- like site on the www and one is dedicated to Southern Scotland. Huttonian has not bothered up to last Thursday when a Tornado Fighter bomber flew through our chimney stacks at 11 am waking tired mothers and petulant children suffering from a bad sleepless night. If it was100 feet above ground I would be surprised-250 feet is the low ceiling apparently. (You are supposed to take its registration number we were once told by a RAF Liaison Officer but don't try that at home. At 100 feet the time difference between devastating roar, fleeting glimpse and out of sight is less than a second.
Anyhow I used the RAF report form on the website nd later that day a Huttonian daughter (one of two awakened earlier) received a phone call from a Squadron Leader promising a letter of explanation 'within one week'. Next day on accessing our answer machine we retrieved a message from the same High Heidian referring to our complaint about low flying interfering with our stalking at Loch Awe (Argyll-far from the Borders) and asking us to contact a Captain (rtd) -middle ranking heidian -in Stirling Castle. So I suppose Laird Archie McWrathful of that Ilk of Glengarish Castle Loch Awe will be puzzling over a message to call a Capt (rtd) at Duns Casle over a complaint about rudely woken mums and babes and shaken chimney pots just north of Hutton Kirk.
Indeed there is a little you can do about Low Flying Aircraft.
A very little.
