In the early 50s our school was on the top of a hill at the edge of the village. A low flyby of two Spitfires disrupting the class enraged our headmaster, a Quaker, he telephoned Tangmere to complain. Next day we got the best air display you could wish for! Today none of it would happen. Sonic bangs were common, now they have people crying in terror.
We could walk home from a village hall dance at midnight with no worries, girls included could walk miles home along country lanes by themselves!
ATC summer camps, gliding, with proper keen instructors. Model aircraft that required a bit of skill to build. Learned a lot in them days.
Good old days, yes they were.