Sometime in 1978/9, I was up a ladder painting windows. I heard the sound of a large jet. I looked and saw it was a Vulcan doing a wing down turn over the Harwood district of Bolton. I was so fascinated that as I twisted round, the ladder moved and I only just managed to stabilise it before falling.
The Vulcan was very low and I could see the flap lines and other details. She must have come out on a range and bearing, to return for a timed display somewhere.