Thank-you everyone who have been faithfully reading my Dad’s story so far. Unfortunately this is as far as he and I got on his memoirs before he died earlier this year. While I have bits and pieces from him about other periods it is not in enough detail to be able to be presented as his memoir.
However, I am determined to try and finish this memorial to his life so I will now begin to piece together my, and my siblings, memories to try and present a picture of the second half of my Dad’s eventful life. It includes an idyllic sojourn in Fiji, winning a block of virgin Queensland scrub in a ballot and transforming it into a cotton farm as well as hacking his own marina out of the crocodile infested mangroves in North Queensland.
It might take me a little, and my siblings are rather spread out, so please bear with me if the postings get a little more intermittent from now on.
However, in exciting news, the kind people at Old Africa magazine have offered to help me publish Dad’s story as a book which I’m ecstatic about so I will keep you posted on progress (and possibly some of you now know what you might be getting for Xmas presents if I finish it in time!).