Thanks, Glenda. I got lucky as it wasn’t an easy task to snap such fast-moving targets and I missed part of the show because I was looking through a lens for some of the best bits. Hubster was the same, but sadly his videoing attempts were reduced to bits of wing tip, puffs of smoke and a whole lot of empty sky.

As it happens, we were out for our weekend treat of breakfast in the Intercon Hotel where the airshow was held yesterday. Who should be there, dining right alongside us, but some of the pilots (a giveaway in red flying suits, union jack on the front, crown and crest with nine little red blobs on their sleeves, which could have been planes but I didn’t like to stare ) and a heap of their accompanying entourage. There was a definite whiff of aviation fuel in the vicinity as well. I recognised it from yesterday when 2 plane flew very close to us, nearly blasting me off my feet (I was standing on a little wall as the tide had swiftly come in during the performance). The waiters/waitresses in the Intercon were obviously tickled pink to have these folks amongst them as they were wreathed in smiles and making excuses to fuss around their tables and exchange a few words. The newspapers all showed pics and had write-ups on the front page today.