I’m decorating all of july – I had to cancel everything to get this house done so we can move to a cracker of a house we’re buying right under the approach to Biggin Hill, with enough garage space for all the cars – so it s all in a good cause 😀

still going to Fairford and Farnborough (with work) though 🙂

hi-vis vests in air to air shots now…!

They get everywhere!

Nice shots though – looks like you had a good trip

Food good and afordable, people willing to help, no pratts on ladders at the fence. An all round nice place. When we left in the Spitfire at the end of the show people were still full of enthusiasm, good to see.

Level of Numpties – Low.

Number of interesting people – V High.

sounds like the old Rochester Airshow

Blimey – they managed four servicable Typhoons!

some kind of record?

gets my vote too

your mention of ‘redundant burger gear’ actually makes me feel quite sad – I realised how much I would look forward to the Air Fete each year…

Their burger relish was fantastic and as a kid it was ‘cool’ being able to use US dollars left over from holidays!

Way back – watching the SR71 take off and feeling the ground shake, so many other great types, sadly no longer with us – today’s air shows aren’t a patch on the old days – but I still go as they’re better than nothing.

Maybe when the spams have finished imposing ‘freedom’ on the middle east we can have our airshow back!

I use to spend my holidays in westgate, a seaside town not far from Manston, and loved going across the airport to see the visiting aircraft, and exibition of a Spitfire, a Javelin and a Canberra. But upon all was intrigued by the dump, where were Vulcans, Varsities…Has anyone got phototographs of this dump?
Thank You

No pics, but I used to walk around the fire dump at Manston, wandering among Vulcans, one of which had it’s nose gear in a hole to simulate a collapse, there was a shackleton laying there half burned, lightnings, victors and a smashing smashed viscount among many other delights.

One day however it all they sent the landrover out to escort me off the premises, but in the years leading up to that you just wandered past the RAF chaps playing football and helped yourself. Happy days!