One of the promised attractions, weather permitting, at the IWA National Festival this year was a flypast by a WWII Spitfire. Well, the weather could not have been better - unlike my camera!
When the time came everyone stopped what they were doing and stared into the sky. Over the PA came, slightly incongruously, the Dambusters March and some helpful commentary. Thankfully the fairground music stopped ... and then the lone fighter flew right overhead.
We were told it was a Spitfire, but aren't a Spitfire's wing tips more rounded?
There it is, heading off to its next engagement. It's that tiny speck just below the dark cloud in the centre of the frame.
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