I never flew the Concorde. One of my many regrets in life. Not sure WHY I didn’t fly it. Between 1985 to 1999 I used to go back-and-forth across the ‘pond’ multiple times a year, typically at least 3 times a year. In 1985 and 1986, when I first came over, I would fly back ‘home’ for the weekend. I also had the money. I think I was always waiting for a better time.
Well, I will never get to fly the Concorde! My loss.
I have been inside the cabin — at least twice, maybe more. Once was at a Farnborough Air Show in the mid-1970s. The other, I think, was at Filton, where the British Concorde’s were built. I don’t want to swear to that, i.e., my visit to Filton, BUT I have fairly strong memory that I did. It might have been when I was at University in Swansea (i.e., a field trip) or it could have been an ‘open day’. Filton is close to Bristol, and my I spent a lot of time in Bristol, 1971 to 1983, in that my first wife was from there. But, I can’t be sure.
I miss the Concorde. I loved to hear the roar of it taking off at Heathrow. Aaaahhhh! A sad day for the world. 14-years ago. We seem to be going backward. We had supersonic air travel in the 1970s but not now. What gives?