Concorde RIP

For some reason it remained the most exciting plane to see. I remember when it first flew in the 70s. It was always a thrill to see it - remarkable and unmistakable shape and sound. I most regularly saw it passing at 5.25 over St John's railway station when I was working at Lewisham College. It was one of those sights that never became common place and always required you to lean your head back and sheild your eyes for a long lasting look until it disappeared.

And sadly flying in it will be added to my list of promised trips which will never come to be - alongside eating at the revolving restuarant in the Post Office Tower (my mum promised to take me when I got to be 5, but it was closed to the public before that day arrived).