Pip is on a roll
INSPIRED by what she has discovered about her family, Phillippa Cheshire has embarked on a £10,000 mission to raise funds and awareness for Macmillan and Myeloma UK charities and is using her passion for music, art and roller derby for starters.
“My father passed away undergoing treatment for Myeloma, a bone cancer,” she explains. “Complications contracting the flu meant four months after diagnosis his lost his battle weeks before his 56th birthday. It’s been a hard 18 months since, understanding and travelling through grief is unique and tough for everyone.
“Whilst going through my Dad’s belongings I learnt that both he and my grandparents did a lot for charity – running fetes, going on countrywide tractor rides and even one time my Dad (all 6ft 4ins and 18+ stone of him) dressed as a fairy with collection buckets. I was humbled by his efforts and want to continue this legacy and so the £10,000 challenge was born.”
In the first 12 months she has raised more than £3,000 and hopes to swell this next weekend with an event called Good Vibrations.
On Saturday, January 26, at Skate Central, Queens Road, there will be bands, DJs, market stalls and dancing, all kicked off with roller derby bout between Death Leopards and The Steel Panthers, DJ and artist Joe Armitage has designed a poster for for Good Vibrations and done one his Pin Up Poster style portraits of Pip.
Help from his friends
JOE Cocker may have made his home in Colorado, but he clearly hasn’t forgotten the old days in Sheffield.
Given a nudge by Richard Hawley, the singer pays tribute to his 60s musician mates, Richard’s late dad, Dave, and his uncle, Frank White.
“Both Frank and Dave were legendary before there were such things,” says Joe in a question and answer session in Uncut magazine. “I remember watching Frank playing Apache at Club 60 in about 1960. I realised he was extraordinary. I saw Dave Hawley playing with The Whirlwinds at a working men’s club in Heeley and they loved them.
“Later on, after we had played on a few shows together, we all developed our personal styles.”
Joe fondly recalls The Stonehouse pub in Church Street “where the strongest thing we ever imbibed was a few good pints. I must say I never enjoyed the all-nighters at the Esquire. I wasn’t used to staying up all night!”