When I was a boy, we lived in Gainsborough, Lincolnshire from 1965 to 1969. Vulcans were a regular sight overhead, and I remember seeing flights of three going over, making the earth shake.

My Dad, Patrick, had served (briefly) in the RAF during the war, and would take us to RAF Finningley for the annual Battle of Britain display.

I seem to recall a Vulcan joining in a Dr Who ‘set piece’, dropping a pretend A-bomb on a Dalek…