VE Day

I served in the RAF working on Victor and Vulcan bombers I love to hear the Vulcan howl.
Spent 12 months in Goose Bay Canada where Vulcan aircrew trained to fly on low level missions
 
I served in the RAF working on Victor and Vulcan bombers I love to hear the Vulcan howl.
Spent 12 months in Goose Bay Canada where Vulcan aircrew trained to fly on low level missions

The Vulcan was utterly unforgettable, so sad the last one has now stopped flying. When they were approaching you first sort of felt the vibration inside you, then that banshee howl built up. If that don't move you, you got no soul.
 
The Vulcan was utterly unforgettable, so sad the last one has now stopped flying. When they were approaching you first sort of felt the vibration inside you, then that banshee howl built up. If that don't move you, you got no soul.

At one time I lived at the end of a runway where they powered up before launching themselves down the runway.

On another occasion I saw them do a flyby of sorts doing aerobatics with would you believe Lightnings which were even more unsuited for it.

One regret is I was within touching distance of getting a flight in one. Best I got was one in a Nimrod sub hunting over the North Sea. A lifetime ago.



Mike
 
At one time I lived at the end of a runway where they powered up before launching themselves down the runway.

On another occasion I saw them do a flyby of sorts doing aerobatics with would you believe Lightnings which were even more unsuited for it.

One regret is I was within touching distance of getting a flight in one. Best I got was one in a Nimrod sub hunting over the North Sea. A lifetime ago.



Mike

I got a ride once in a Shackleton, the Nimrod precursor, basically a Lancaster bomber. One hundred thousand rivets flying in close formation.
 
I successfully managed to avoid getting anywhere near the nimrod when it was airborne. I got offered a shack flight out in Cyprus, decide to decline, heard him depart at about 4 am. 12 hours later sat on the beach on short finals saw him coming back, both engines on left hand side shut down.
And before anyone kicks off about thread drift, without both these aircraft the Cold War outcome might have been different.
Oh for those egg banjos
 
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My brother managed to get hold of the White Ensign from HMS Manchester when he was a Midshipman or Sub Lieutenant. Here he is displaying it for VE Day.
 
Reflecting on VE Day with our pride and joy, practicing for when we can get away and enjoy our freedom. 0A270F76-942C-4FE6-B1C3-EDA5B7C7F8DC.jpeg
 
Made a little Commando figure whilst self isolating in 9AF67CB3-2798-41D1-A36C-32C81784BD1F.jpegmemory of my dad who fought in Italy with No 9 Commando. The figure is made of a seventy year old oak fence post from Glen Roy where I live, which is only a couple of miles where Dad trained as a Commando. Very proud of what he did.
Nothing to do with Calis. but relevant to the theme.
 
The beginning of the end of WW2 can in some part be dated to September 1940. The end of the battle of Britain, the permanent postponement of operation Sea lion and henceforth the nazi regime forced to fight on two fronts.

For that we have many facets to be grateful for, and the Merlin engine features quite high. For me the sound of the Spitfires flying over my home will always send a chill down my spine and invoke a memory of what VE Day means, the total surrender and destruction of probably the most evil force in history.

We have so much to be thankful for.
 
That white ensign is a cracking errrr memento, I dread to ask how it was acquired
 

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