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PostLiving in Fear of the Soviet Bomb (John Heelan, UK, 02/09/19 9:54 am)
Ed Jajko (8 February) reminded me of when we lived in a peaceful country hamlet--one road and not many houses.
Unfortunately the peace was regularly shattered by either by helicopters skimming our rooftops flying their nightly milk run carrying radioactive material from Aldermaston Research station back to Harwell, or by C130s delivering Cruise Missiles to Greenham Common USAF airbase that also acted as a diversion runway for London Heathrow.
Given given that triangle of strategic nuclear facilities within line of sight (plus Burghfield factory where they assembled the weapons), it was not surprising that it was alleged that the USSR was targeting a 40-megaton first strike at it. We comforted ourselves with the thought that (worst case) we might see only the flash--however from time to time during thunderstorms I did tale a peek westwards to see if London had grown a mushroom cloud.
JE comments: A frightening way to spend your days! I've always been fortunate to live in backwaters that are also strategically insignificant. The joke in Adrian is that if other places get nuked, it will take 10 or 20 years before the trend arrives here.