Interesting. I imagine that living where you are, among so many airbases etc that might feature highly in any child’s nightmares. Mine were more around the IRA shooting at local army bases in West Belfast. Helicopters and a machine gun soundtrack filled our evenings.
I vaguely covered it in this piece here about Bacton Gas Terminal on the coast, the IRA also get a mention. My dad worked at HMSO, sent home because of bomb scares throughout the 70s, not quite the visceral terror of Belfast. Includes a Russian map of Norfolk www.invisibleworks.co.uk/coasting-bac...
Bacton; a place name to conjure with if you know North East Norfolk's emptier fringe. A confusing piece of coast where as you move north of Happisburgh; the cliff drops and as it swings further round ...