On my way back from the farm shop on the edge of town, I passed a field where hovercraft were racing, and a biplane flew overhead. I've checked and I'm neither dreaming, in a coma nor back in time, so the only possible explanations are that either I've turned up in alternate universe, or that I'm about to find myself in the middle of Jim's low budget movie:
Biplanes versus Hovercraft!
which is okay. Just so long as I don't get roped into an inferior sequel.
(It's pretty clear that Jim, as well as producing Parker has also been moonlighting as a location scout for E-ON. What a busy man he is.) (This connection pointed out to me by Stan).