Back in 1977, I was a student heading up to Grimsby by train to carry out some research on the fishing industry for my dissertation.
The train was held at signals somewhere in, what appeared to be, the middle of nowhere and I noticed that, behind a row of trees, to my left, was an RAF base. Suddenly a stick of three Vulcans roared into life and took off trailing clouds of black smoke. It was a pretty shallow ascent so I assume they were all ‘bombed up’ and fully fuelled.
I had never seen anything like it before and was hooked on the Vulcan.
Later I was lucky enough to catch XH558 at Biggin Hill during her first last season and subsequently photographed her as she passed under Beachy Head at an Eastbourne Airborne.