My late father used to recount a story about the early use of helicopters for checking electricity poles and cables in the more remote parts of North Yorkshire where he was the engineer.
The Electricity Board had contracted a helicopter company, among whose pilots was a gentleman of oriental appearance. On following one meandering supply line up a remote valley the pilot wanted to check that he had reached the correct farm, so set down in a field next to the farm and knocked on the farm house door to check his location.
The farmer opens the door.
Pilot, “Excuse me Sir, could you tell me where I am?”
Farmer “Aye Lad, you’re in England now.”