I remember both my parents running outside, pointing at the sky and shouting, "It's The Comet!" I imagine it was the only one around flying out of London Airport in those days. I soon got to know it, and would shout from the garden, "Dad! The Comet!" Even the neighbours would come outside to look at it.

I was extra lucky because RAF Northolt military airport was quite near, and we got all kinds of aeroplanes from there.
Not only that, but Ruislip Airfield, about five miles away, had been passed over to the Americans, and we had the added bonus of American planes going over our heads.
Ooooh Joe, I'd love to have seen that space shuttle on the back of a 747!
Norwich Airport has an Aviation Museum in an adjoining field, and there's a Vulcan B2 and a Nimrod V2. Drool.....