Last flight of the 707

I think sometimes I just need to complain loudly enough. After lamenting last week that I'd probably never get to see it, I dragged Stu out of bed at 7 am and we went down to the airport to see the last ever flight of Qantas' first 707. Along with several other plane-spotters, we saw it take off quite noisily for the last time on a very grey and wet Sydney morning. It was faster and noisier than I thought it would be, and within a few seconds it was just a small dot in front of a long dark exhaust trail.