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I read our story on page 56 about the pregnant woman who rescued her hubby from a shark attack, I felt a creeping sense of terror. What would I do if I saw. But I do remember it scared the living daylights out of me. I was never particularly brave in the water. But after seeing that massive mechanical monster leap out of the sea I became even more cautious in the ocean. Basically, I became a lifesaver’s dream. You’ll never find me outside the flags or see me out of my depth. If I can’t see my feet, I am engulfed by a rising sense of panic. And I would never swim by myself. A quick survey around the office revealed I was not alone with my fears. Despite growing up in Sydney, poor Jude didn’t feel safe boarding one of our city’s famous ferries until she was in high school. She was around five when her elder brother, Michael, told her that sharks lurked underneath ferries and would routinely take big bites out of them so the ferries would sink. ‘That there were lots of ferries crossing the harbour every day and not one of them had sunk because of shark bite-sized holes in their hull just didn’t cross my mind,’ said Jude. Beth’s fear of sharks was tested when she was snorkelling in Queensland’s Whitsundays. ‘I was swimming above the coral so assumed I was safe,’ she said. ‘But I gradually drifted out and suddenly realised I was far from our boat, my fiancé and our friends – and was basically shark bait. I’ve never swum so fast in my life!’ Has anyone else got a fear of sharks or been scarred for life by a film? I’d love to hear your story.