DITTISHAM VILLAGE VOICE JULY 1, 2011

 

One of the cardinal rules in journalism is to always check when writing about events that the day, date, time and venue are correct and that people’s names are spelled right.  My face is very pink because in  my June 17 article I misspelled Mrs P Trant’s name which should have been spelled Phyllis and I wrote that the Shakespeare in the Garden performances by the Ditsum Players were going to take place on June 15 and 16 but of course it should have been Friday, July 15 and Saturday, July 16.  For tickets call Gail Mosley on 01803 722 633.

The courageousness of people never ceases to astound me.  Courage not only means bravery but also fortitude and the ability to confront fear, danger, pain, uncertainty or intimidation.  A lady in our midst, Pietra Collins, who suffers from cancer will be taking part in the Race for Life event in Bristol on Saturday, July 9 to raise money for Cancer Research UK.  She will be walking 5 kms and her daughter, Hannah King, will be with her every step of the way to help her if need be.  If you would like to sponsor Pietra her telephone number is 01803 722 456 or you can find her on the justgiving site by typing in her name.  Good Luck Pietra we will be with you in spirit.  For a different type of courage look no further than the captains and crews of  the gaff rigged boats who took part in the  Devon Gaffer’s race on Saturday, June 25.  It was blowing Force 5 gusting 6 with very nasty seas and the wind did not die down as predicted.  Three Dittisham boats ventured out into Start Bay Michael Bennett’s Swallow, the Hayward’s Mary Hay and David Dimbleby’s Rocket.  Swallow and  Rocket decided not to race but Mary Hay gallantly did and came first in Class 2 in fact she was the only one in her class who finished.  I was out there and it was very exciting indeed.  Everyone got extremely wet. Carolyn Hayward said ‘the bailer just couln’t keep up so we were using buckets to empty the cockpit.  At one point when I was at the helm a flood of water came down the gunnels as I was trying to adjust a sheet whooshed up my arm and on down inside my foul weather jacket.  It was a  Tony Hancock ‘armful’ moment.