Don’t worry, I may be going the wrong way but I get there!
It’s coming up to ‘fair and fete season’ and the requests to attend them are flooding in by the minute. Kirstyn and I love to get to as many as possible, because we love our community and realise that it’s all part of the gig. The unfortunate side to this is that every now and again we get double booked and can’t stretch ourselves any further. She is very good at that side of organising stuff but the same can certainly not be said about me. I end up saying “yes” to everyone, write the date on a piece of paper and generally lose it, as well as the plot. I think I need a secretary. This, sadly, has happened to me this coming weekend. I’ve had my name down to do the Heather Wynter Cycle for Life ride for many months. I had such a blast last year and was humbled to be asked again, and be part of the event that raised a phenomenal amount of money for the Bobby Moore Fund – in excess of £23,000. Two hundred willing participants (and you genuinely could quadruple that number) all dressed in red mount their bicycles, meet up at Heather’s, register and ride around our beautiful surrounding areas for 20 odd miles, stopping off every now and again for a quick libation and then see off the day in style with an evening of fun and frivolity. We would love you to pop in to see us at one of the following pubs and leave a little donation. The first stop is The Swan in Little Chart, then on to The George in Egerton, The Wheel Inn at Westwell and then chilling out at Sandyacres (around 4pm) for a while and doing a raffle and such like. The final venue is the Riverside Inn, where there’s a second raffle, entertainment, barbecue and fireworks. Oh, and a couple of shandies. The Wynter clan, and there are many of them, plus close friends, all deserve a lot of credit and none more so (and he will hate me for saying so because of his shy and retiring nature) than Carlton. He is the driving force behind the whole affair and works tirelessly to make it happen. Joining in the ride this year will be the late and great Bobby Moore’s widow Stephanie. And this year Heather would like to dedicate the ride to her dad Jim who is undergoing treatment as he battles bowel cancer for the third time. Anyway, back to my mis-management. I’d unfortunately overlooked that I was opening the Rolvenden village fete at midday. Now I don’t want to let anyone down, including Yvonne, the organiser of the fete, Carlton (because he will slap me very hard), but mainly the people who have sponsored me. So I will be at the fete and I will be at the start of the ride and will do all the miles I’m being sponsored for. It’s just that I’ll be doing a different route to the other 199 – via Rolvenden!
For more on the Heather Wynter cycle ride see story on page 21.