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For four August days the skies over Eastbourne are full with the sound of planes. Some ancient, some modern, some even with people standing on their wings.

It is the largest free air show anywhere in the UK, displays over at least four hours every day. Planes and air forces come from all over the world to appear, and their fees are met by sponsorship as well as council, who see this as a perfect showcase for the town.

The world-famous Red Arrows come every day, with their display usually lasting for just over ten minutes. The flying precision is simply stunning. They have a signature involving two planes creating a heart from red and blue vapour trails and a third then flying in the middle creating an arrow.airborne

Another part is flying upside down, hurtling towards another plane performing the identical manoeuvre at over 400mph, somehow missing each other with inches to spare.

My two favourites over the last few years have been the four helicopters flying in unison with a Chinook military, just watching them missing each other had to be seen to be believed, The choppers had to be careful because if they flew too low, their downdraught threw the seashore pebbles everywhere.airborne3

The DHL cargo plane is an unlikely popular part of the display, but to see a huge cargo plane with the company livery making a flyby with one wing dipping low was stunning.airborne7

There is a butter substitute company called Utterly Butterly, and they sponsored the two wing walking planes for a few years. Once, only one turned up, and I was given to ask ‘Is that Utterly or is it Butterly?

The mature lady Eastbourne mayor was one of the wing walkers that year. Brave, or what.airborne9airborne4

There is a grand terrace overlooking the seafront, with a public lawn terrace in between. That is used by the organisers for displays, arena, tents, commercial activities, and the whole of the seafront is closed to traffic for almost a mile so pedestrians can walk easily.airborne6

Initially Airbourne was created well over 20 years ago by some local business people who wanted to have something spectacular for visitors. It started with two days, and now has four. There is also a spectacular firework display one evening, lasting for a very long time with music to accompany.airborne5

The economics are quite simple. The budget is underwritten by the local authority. Displays, programmes, public areas, are all sponsored. Some aerobatic teams give their time free, and at the end as people leave completely satisfied there is a voluntary bucket collection for local charities, this year being the RNLI.

Is it dangerous? No displays are allowed over land. The whole sky is a no-fly zone. But that didn’t stop an idiot amateur Dutch pilot in 2006 straying, with the Red Arrows abandoning. The pilot was fined by the English civil aviation authority and licence suspended for a period.airborne11

Disruption to locals? Inevitable. We don’t move the car, as we live within 30 metres of the seafront. Do we mind? Of course not.

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About Harry Pope

Very few writers earn more than £10,000 annually. Harry is one of the poorer ones. He is no longer middle-aged, as he knows no-one who is getting on for 140. Literary success has come with an attempt at maturity – failed both – but marital stability with Pam has more than compensated. He is an accomplished speaker, talking on a variety of topics, including how not to run a hotel, buried secrets, and what’s it worth. See Harry The Talker. He has five published books, see Harry The Writer. He is Eastbourne’s only licensed sight-seeing guide see Harry The Walker. He has a daily blog see Harry The Blogger. The only site not purchased is www.harrytheeverything.com but that might come, who knows. He was a London funeral director for many years, then started Cheam Limousines in 1990, selling some thirteen years later. Arriving in Eastbourne in the Summer of 2003, Harry and Pam first bought a small guest house, then a large hotel, which proved to be disastrous because of their business partnership with a moron from California. He now walks, and talks, sometimes both at the same time.