One Saturday last summer, I was with my Southampton Ramblers group walking through a hilltop glade west of Winchester [I think it was west of Winchester anyway], when lo and behold I hear the familiar noise of the Bristol Olympus engines. In a Vulcan they are unmistakeable. I got everyone to look in the right direction and XX558 passed overhead, quite low as well. We got a great show and it left us in conversations about Vulcans, Victors, Valiants, British jet aircraft in general and inevitably all the techies and aeroplane enthusiasts got angry yet again over the cancellation of the TSR.2.! [one of the group actually worked on parts for the plane].
On we walked and about an hour later the same noise drifted over the wind and back she came, only lower, and I mean really quite low. We were out in the clear now and just to cap the day, XX558 changed direction as she came over us and gave us an almighty howl. I mentioned this moment last year, but good things are often worth repeating.!