Hail and Farewell
I was on the Biscay flight - my first Concorde flight, and of course, one of her last. There were few dry eyes when we landed, and it was awe-inspiring to see the ground crew lining the circumference of the airport. A high point of the day for me, too, was disembarking - having been prompted by my brother on my mob phone to "wave for the cameras" so that he and my kids would see me on TV, I provoked a completely unexpected cheer from the assembled crowd on the other side of the barrier - a great fellow-feeling at what was otherwise a pretty lowering moment. Will miss the beautiful girl terribly.