It was the mid 60s, Cuba Crisis and all that and everyone on tenterhooks.

I was a Law Student at Guildford Law School and was on my way down there on my Vincent motorcycle. I stopped at Bawtry Services at the end of the then new Doncaster bypass for a bite to eat. I wanted to call home and was in the phone booth (no mobiles then ) when all of a sudden the ground shook. People in the cafe were diving to the floor and there was the most thunderous roar. The phone went dead and I was convinced World War Three had just broken out. Then a full flight of Vulcans from RAF Finningley, just up the road, went over at roof top height. What the panic was I never knew of course, but it’s an experience I’ll never forget.

I often wonder if XH 558 was among the Flight.