Playing rugby one afternoon at school in Peterborough, the whole force based at RAF Wittering moved out as the base changed to Harriers. The sky was full of Victors Valiants and Vulcans. I thought at the time that I was grateful they were on our side.
Being in Peterborough surrounded by airfields, it was a common sight to see all these aeroplanes every day. You always stopped to look.
Was there anything better than a Vulcan at 100 feet bomb doors open screaming across the tarmac?