Easter 1982. Was staying in my caravan at the Camping Club site some 2 miles from the end of RAF Shawbury's runway, near Shrewsbury.
I heard a very loud noise coming from the airfield, and thought "that's not a Provost (they used them to train the fighter controllers based there), nor a Hawk (courtesy visits from RAF Valley)", and went out to look.
A Vulcan came right overhead at about 500 feet, the noise was deafening, and incredible to hear.
I found out later that it was the same Vulcan that bombed Port Stanley a couple of weeks afterwards.
Amazing sight, amazing plane.