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In this issue: EDITORIAL The Ward Committee Meeting was really well attended and I think that without the Chit Chat to remind us, some of us would have forgotten. The outcome was that Fisherhaven has four members on the Ward Committee and so hopefully we will make our voices heard. Thank you to all of you who attended and sat through the waffle with great patience. The Ward Committee has now been elected – thank you to all those who responded to our appeal for your support. The election process can only be termed a dishonest shambles. Why dishonest? Why a shambles? Fisherhaven attended on time and it was very clear to both Councillor Gelderblom and Mr R Williams that Fisherhaveners made up the majority of the attendance. So, mysteriously, the microphone developed a fault and the election could not proceed. Over the next ½ to ¾ of an hour, with much coming and going from the Hawston contingent, their trawling of the streets eventually placed the Hawston contingent in a voting majority. Just at that moment, the microphone fault magically corrected itself! Wow! How lucky can we get? The majority voted for a committee of 10 made up of 8 organisations and 2 individuals – I would have preferred 6 organisations and 4 individuals. Here the proceedings became a farce worthy of Shakespeare’s pen. I asked that all organisations to be properly constituted and was told that this was not required – any 2 persons can call themselves “Friends of the Seven Toed Earthworm” and stand for election as an “organisation”! The end result is that some “organisations” from Hawston were elected with less than 5 votes! I understand that an “organisation” from Hawston has now, according to the Hermanus Times, been disbanded. Does its “representative” still sit on the ward committee? If not then the next “organisation” polled just 3 votes! What a total, total farce. These proceedings brought the whole ward committee system into disrepute. The good news is that the FRA, yours truly, The Bot Friends, Mrs I Horwood/ Mr Potgieter, The Lake Marina Yacht Club, Mr Colin Farrow were elected as organisations from Fisherhaven with Ms K le Roux elected as an individual from Fisherhaven. This gives Fisherhaven4 delegates on the 10-person committee, which is a whole lot better than the previous year’s. When you think about it, it is really rather sad that our Councillor and the people of Hawston tend to consider Hawston and Fisherhaven as two separate entities, when we should all be working together to improve conditions in Ward 8. I am willing to give it a try and I know the other delegates from Fisherhaven will too – but will the other committee members and more to the point will our Councillor be more representative of Ward 8 AS A WHOLE, than the previous incumbent. WATCH THIS SPACE KEEP EM PEELED ----------------------------------------------- REQUEST WE NEED YOUR INPUT PLEASE. ----------------------------------------------- MANIC MOM Happy Mothers Day APOLOGY “Fisherhaven has been hit by unethical estate agents” I wish to apologise if the article was misread. It was meant only to warn residents of the danger of signing documents that they do not understand. In no way was it meant to single out or promote any particular estate agency. The second paragraph that reads as follows:- “For more assistance in this regard, Dee from Durr, Johan from Rolank and Fred of 3%, our trusted agents in our beloved village can be contacted.” Was inserted by an unauthorised third party without my knowledge. I wish to stress that I had nothing whatsoever to do with it. I really only intended to warn readers not to sign documents without first understanding them. Once again, please accept my apologies. --------------------- Diary Coffee Morning 16th May 10am (3rd Tuesday of the Month) (315 1605 Pat Masterson) Garden Club 1st Wednesday of the month (315 1272 Pat Cheshire) Boot Sale Last Sunday of every month (weather permitting) at the Piccaninny from 11am (315 1600 Dee) Trivial Pursuit 4th May 7pm for 7.30pm (1st Thursday of the Month) (315 2692 Johan) Boule Every Sunday Morning at 10am in Broadway. (315 2852 Marion) Piccaninny Theme Dance every fortnight (315 2692 Johan) --------------------------------------------------------- Under the spotlight As it was too late to approach anyone else this month, I am putting myself on the line. I am the elder of three children. My sister Christine and brother James were born in Salisbury. I was born in St Helens, Lancashire in 1947. My Dad had already left for Rhodesia to fill up the numbers they were looking for in Builders and other master craftsmen, so I never saw my Dad for three years. My mum and I sailed to Durban and then went by train to Salisbury in 1950. My childhood was such a happy one, I really cannot recall any sad times. My Dad had bought 3 acres of ground in Waterfalls and built us a small two-bedroom cottage. We had no running water and although our toilet was attached to the house, it was still outside and was a very posh “longdrop.” My Dad sank two wells one my Mom used as a fridge and she used to set jellies in it. The other was water for washing etc. My dad used to cycle 7 miles with a container on his bicycle every day to fetch drinking water. Some days I was bathed in milk, like Cleopatra, as no water was available and milk was cheap and more easily come by. My Dad built us a great big house over weekends and nights. I remember riding my tricycle in the foundations, falling off and splitting open my head (I have never been the same since). The day that happened, my Mom was in hospital where my sister was born. My dear old Dad was too afraid to wash the rather nasty cut, so the blood dried and was mattered in my hair when we went to visit my Mom and what a fright she got. Anyway, the hospital sorted me out thank goodness. I attended the Dominican Convent from KG1 to Form 4 where I wrote and passed Cambridge. I left school at 16 and started work at the telephone exchange “number please” while I anxiously awaited my Cambridge results so that I could start work at Barclays Bank. I stayed at the bank for 3 years and then joined the Dairy Marketing Board. I was married in 1966 and continued working in the accounts and wages department until Karen my eldest daughter was born in 1967. Jimmy Smith (my first husband) was a hairdresser, but felt he needed a change of career so he joined Stewart and Lloyds the steel people and we moved to Que Que. I worked at Pier Giovanni doing their books and was their “in-house model”. (Perfect 34 I was can you believe it).When we were transferred to Salisbury, I joined Zambezi Coachworks and in 1970 Craig my eldest son was born. I returned to work when he was just 6 weeks old. In 1972, I was voted 1st princess in a Miss Waterfalls Contest. We returned to Que Que in 1973 where both Jimmy and I worked at Skipper Mine, he as a metallurgist and I doing the books. It was a fun time as there were only three white families living on this “farm” so we really felt like we owned the world. Of course, the Rhodesian bush war had started and we were trained on how to survive attacks. One night we awoke with this deafening rumbling sound. We rolled off the bed switched on all the security lights and waited all huddled together for the next bomb, grenade or whatever. Nothing happened and we wearily crept back to bed. In the morning, we looked but could see no damage. However, when I picked up the phone to phone in an order the phone lines were dead. Undaunted, I followed the line to see where they (the terrorists) had cut it and to see if it could be fixed. Imagine my surprise, when I saw that the chimney had collapsed, at the Managers house breaking the line. That was what that terrible noise had been. That was the closest I ever came to being involved in any way with the Rhodesian Bush War. Debbie my second daughter was born in 1973. In 1976, we emigrated to South Africa. Jimmy worked for AECI and Fleur SA. I was under house arrest as an illegal emigrant for a week until Pretoria came to the party and issued me with permanent residence status. Steven my youngest was born in 1977 and Jimmy passed away in 1978. I had an awful time, yet looking back on it today it would make a great story line for a comedy show. We were living in Secunda when he died and, as there was no Mortuary there, his body was eventually taken to Bethel. I wanted him buried in Veeringing near his family, as I had no intention of staying in South Africa on my own. Avbob had no hearse to transport the body, so I had to enlist the help of a friend who had a combie and armed with a letter from the police station we went along to Bethel to have the body put in the coffin. There was no one to assist us except an old madala. So, between us we managed to lay my late husband to rest in his coffin ready for transporting to Avbob in Veringing. That was not all. When they asked me if I wanted a funeral car, I thought they meant a hearse; well I lost my cool and asked them if they expected me to carry the coffin on my back. Of course, they wanted to know if my family and I would like a car to travel to the church. I said yes and on the day of the funeral, we piled in and slowly began our journey to the church. This was not to be, the flipping car broke down and we had to hitch hike can you believe it. Anyway, the kids and I returned to Salisbury and the safety of my Mom and Dad’s loving home. I went back to work at Zambezi Coachworks, went on a course and received my bookkeeping certificate. I knew Erick from when we first came to Salisbury in the 1950’s. Years later, his wife and daughters, my husband, my four and I all used to go to our local pub. His children and mine attended the same nursery school. So he was not a stranger to me when I met up with him in 1979. A mutual friend asked me if I would go out with Erick, as he was married and not knowing that he was in the process of getting a divorce, I said no. A few days later, he phoned to explain and to ask me if I would go with him and a crowd of friends to Lake Macelwane. My Mom talked me into it and well what can I say. Here we are. Erick and I immigrated to South Africa in 1982 as the schooling, medical, all essential services were collapsing in Zimbabwe and we felt that we would have better opportunities south of the border. We were married in 1984 and lived in Hermanus until 1989. We moved to Cape Town where I worked for Peter Hill, a Chartered Accountant as his Office manager. He taught me to register companies, close corporations, send in Vat returns, etc and a whole range of computer programmes. It was while working with Peter that I gained knowledge of small publications and really enjoyed putting articles together. Erick started his own business specialising in reconditioned CV Joints, was hugely successful and we were able to make some money, buy our plot and build our house. We moved to Fisherhaven in 2000 and we are here to stay. The rest is history as they say. They say your creativeness shows its face in later life and I can vouch for that. From forty on I have loved learning new crafts and have found that I can usually do well as I seem to have a good eye for colour. I think I take after my Dad, as he was a bit of an artist. My Mom was a great baker and I take after her in that respect. Unfortunately I cannot sew. My family may go round naked and barefoot but they will not go hungry. Hope I have not bored to all to tears, but now you know what makes me tick nothing exceptional, nothing to boast about just a middle-aged woman with a zest for life. ---------------------------------------- FISHERHAVEN ROCKS The snacks and punch Sonet supplied were out of this world. The next theme party on the cards, in a fortnights time maybe a “pimps and prostitute party” so ladies strut your stuff. Watch the notice boards for the date, come along, and join in the fun. ------------------------------------------- THE KIOSK ------------------------------------------------- SMALL BUSINESSES IN FISHERHAVEN --------------------------------------------------- BOOT SALE No charge, just good company. However, please spread the word. We will advertise in the diary in the Hermanus Times and on our notice boards but more than that, we cannot afford to do. The rest is up to you. NATURE NEW RESIDENTS IN FISHERHAVEN Dave and Sue have bought Rhoda and Fred Butlers home and are well and truly one of us. Welcome Sue and Dave Smith moved into Fisherhaven at the end of February from Gordon’s Bay, having immigrated from the U.K. last November. Sue is South African born and bred but has spent the last 20 years in England. Dave is English but fell in love with this country on holiday and the two of them decided to take the plunge and come over here to start-up a brand new business. Since arriving, they have searched for suitable premises and eventually struck gold with an ideal unit in the Trading Post at Onrus. They will take over the premises previously occupied by The Vermont Gallery / Frameyard, which are above the Durr Estates offices and right next to What the Dickens (a fortunate coincidence!). Their new venture is called @sueanddaves and will comprise a second-hand bookshop, an internet café, a gallery, a coffee shop and a generally pleasant place to spend half-an-hour browsing and relaxing. Some of the books will be imported from the U.K. (the first shipment is already on the boat) whilst others will be purchased locally and the range will be broad. So, if you have any books in good condition, which you don’t want, get in touch. There will be high-speed internet access and, technology-willing, cheap overseas telephone-call facilities. You will also be able to print and copy documents as well as send faxes. More services will be added as demand becomes apparent. The shop will also house a gallery, which will retain the old name with a new twist: vermontgallery@sueanddaves. A number of the artists who currently sell in the gallery will continue to do so and Sue and Dave will always be on the lookout for new and different arts and crafts to tempt you with. Before, after or even during your browse you will be also able to relax with a coffee, read a newspaper or magazine or simply chat. The intended opening date is 1st. June but this depends on SARS, Customs, Telkom, Eskom and the Atlantic Ocean all getting their acts together so it’s a tall order. Keep your eyes peeled for more details nearer the time. E: sueanddaves@telkomsa.net Good luck and welcome to Fisherhaven. I am sure Fisherhaveners will be there in their droves to support you. Winter is almost upon us and books, jigsaw puzzles, crosswords and suduku, will be the order of the day. The coffee idea sounds great and could be an added bonus. Maybe you could think of hosting craft classes at some stage. ------------------------------------------ DON’T STRESS, TOMMY, A DIESEL AND PETROL MECHANIC, WHO CAN FIX AUTO ELECTRICAL PROBLEMS, GEARBOXES BOTH MANUAL AND AUTOMATIC, CAN BE REACHED ON 315 2853 ------------------------------- HAIR WE ARE CONTACT NIKI ON 315 2853 THE HARDWARE SHOP ------------------------------------ FARRELL’S TOOL HIRE: A bit of Nonsense Top ten Dog Names in the UK Top ten Budgerigar Names in the UK Ten most common Surnames in the UK Top ten terms of Endearment used in the USA The top ten Hits of the 60’s The Youngest Star to receive an Oscar – Shirley Temple 1934 was only 6 years old at the time. Levi Strauss made the First pair of Jeans in 1849 as hardwearing attire for the Californian Gold Mining Men. Europeans first ate popcorn in 1621 when settlers in American received a deerskin bag of popped corn from Native American Quadequina I am sure you need to know all that. Anyway now you do. Remember some of them they may come up in the Trivial Pursuit questions one day. First: Meet them on their home ground, like Golf courses. It does not matter if you can’t play. Rich men love to teach women the art of the game. Hang around flying schools. Millionaire’s toys include a light aircraft or two. Stay at exclusive hotels Go to charity events. Second: Know how to compliment, Mention expensive wines and scotch Arm yourself with a topical political story, or cultural events. This will give him a chance to ask you out Third: Wear natural fibres like silk, wool, linen and cotton. Texture is also important. Fabrics such as cashmere are a sensual delight. Always wear G-strings Check your colours. Turquoise, soft fuchsia and periwinkle. Champagne or peachy beige are regarded as “money colours” You’ll get into any upscale circle with these elegant colours. Fourth: Never accept money from a millionaire. You don’t want your relationship to be viewed as a business transaction. Put off sex for as long as you can stand it. If he hasn’t proposed after eight months, then its time to move on. Don’t confront him just say “ you feel the relationship is going nowhere and although he fulfils your needs you feel its time to move on.” All millionaires will present you with a pre-nuptial agreement. See it as a friend. There are great perks like insurance, financial support and adultery clauses that guarantee that if he’s caught cheating you get a substantial amount of money. Bonus. Good luck. Please invite me to your wedding. ------------------------------------------- The Rolank Estates team won the Stanford SPCA Golf Challenge. So now, even Stanford knows we exist. Congratulations to Johan and his team. You made Fisherhaven proud. ------------------------------------------------ A Writer never complains, never explains and never disdains. ------------------------------------- DURR ESTATES HAS A NUMBER OF HOMES AND VACANT LAND FOR SALE IN THE WHOLE OF THE OVERSTRAND. CONTACT OUR OFFICE ON 028 316 2499 FOR HERMANUS AND SURROUNDS OR 072 909 7015 FOR PROPERTIES IN FISHERHAVEN. ------------------------------------- HAPPY MOTHERS DAY PUT YOUR FEET UP AND LET YOUR FAMILY SPOIL YOU. YOU DESERVE IT. ------------------------------------- HANDY HINTS This winter, forget using smelly mousetraps and poisonous sprays to keep pests from invading your garage and house. Instead, place a peppermint tea bag in each corner of the rodents’ favourite burrowing spots. Mice register the strong menthol scent as an olfactory alarm, which effectively keeps the varmints away.
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