Living in Woking, back in the 80's, used to hear Concorde roar overhead every Sunday at about 2:00 pm.
Always worth running outside to watch it pass over; surely the most beautiful 'plane ever made; like a big paper dart.
The wee girl I lived with back then was about to fly back from JFK with BA and was offered, since they had overbooked the 747, to stay over-night in a hotel and get the early Concorde flight instead. She must have been exceedingly frazzled, because she turned the offer down, despite the fact that she would have been back in the UK about one and a half hours later than the flight she caught.
Elaine, it's been a long time, but I bet you still kick yourself about that one.