I suggest an afternoon of dwarf-throwing, from the top of the Riviera Centre. Places as throwers would be auctioned off to the highest bidder. I am confident that, with the right volunteer missile, one could easily raise enough money to finance the British Championships for the next 100 years, as well as generating much publicity for "chess, the sponsors and Torquay". As for "everybody enjoying themselves as much as possible", I think that goes without saying...
"Of course, if Icarus had consulted me initially..."
