Moans about sixes are just not cricket
IT’S sad that following a complaint from a neighbour about balls landing in her garden, adults will no longer be able to play at the 117-year-old Colehill Cricket Club in Dorset (Mail).
This is a similar situation to those who buy a home next to a farm and then complain about cockerels crowing early in the morning or the smell of dung wafting its way on the breeze.
It shows a distinct lack of foresight when contemplating a house purchase. What they also fail to realise is that, should the loss of adult cricket result in the closure of the club, that prime piece of property on their boundary is likely to be sold for redevelopment. Instead of the occasional ball flying over their fence, they may well find an imposing block of flats overlooking their garden.
Better the devil you know.
C. SIMPSON, Wokingham, Berks. HOW many times do we hear about newbies moving into a detached house and complaining about something that has been a part of a village’s life for generations?
Did the people who decided to live next to a cricket ground not have any idea what the game entailed?
The cricket committee that has banned adult matches after complaints from just two neighbours should have stood their ground.Club captain George
Taylor gets my vote in trying to overturn this decision by collecting 10,000 signatures.
If his petition fails, I hope that a housing estate is built right next to those killjoys.
JO HALLAM, Rugby, Warks. My SyMPATHIeS are with the cricket ground neighbour, described as a ‘newbie’ despite living there for nine years and regarded as having no right to complain about the nuisance of living in the flight path of cricket balls. Those who can boast that their family goes back 300 years in the local churchyard — a boast made to me when I lived in a village — do not have any more rights than anyone else.
S. M. TOWERS, Wigton, Cumbria. I’Ve lived next to Northampton county cricket ground since 1964 and in that time 23 sixes have landed in our garden.
Most did no harm, but one hit my wife on the leg, another broke tiles on the roof and a third cracked the glass in the back door.
We’re still here and so is the cricket ground — and may this continue for many years to come.
CON NOONS, Northampton. LOOSe balls? The committee of Colehill Cricket Club need to grow some!
ALUN REES, Cardigan, Ceredigion.