I dont think I have ever seen an aircraft affect people as much as the Vulcan did, not even Concorde or the Spitfire. I have hundreds of Vulcan stories, but wont hijack the thread and bore everyone too much but perhaps one that might raise a smile or two.
This involved a Woodford show late 80s before the RAF withdrew funding and the aircraft went into private ownership, and my own unexpected small part in its return to the skies a over a decade later.
Each year a few of us from my local would go to Woodford for a day of aircraft, Cider, and obviously to get piss wet through. The resident scouser and gobshite would take the piss and chirp about us being a load of anoraks, plane spotters and such like. After a few years of this I had had enough and threw down the challenge that he should come a long and if he had a shit day I would reimburse his beer costs for the day.
So come the glorious day the piss taking scouse was dragged onto Woodford airfield just in time for the first monsoon of the day. Once the down pour passed the sun came out and there was briefly a beautiful clear blue sky, the sun blazed making the waterlogged runway look gold. Just then out taxied the Vulcan to depart for another show before returning to display at Woodford later. At this point I dragged a now bitterly complaining scouse through the mud bath to the fence closest to the runway.
Cleared for take of the Vulcan opened up emitting the customary howl, before roaring down the runway in a huge cloud of golden spray before lifting off and climbing almost vertically into the blue levelling of at about 12000ft and heading off. Needless to say this spectacle involved a huge amount of noise.
Now Ed the scouse who was bald as a coot was standing upto his ankles in mud was for the first time in history having difficulty in speaking, when he finally did manage he said "all the hair on my head that I havent got just stood on end".
After that it would be about January before he started asking when the airshow was.
A truly special aircraft that touched the heart of a nation more than I think anyone involved in the return to flight even realised.