Songs, stories, and a life shared
Joss died on 27th September 2022, suddenly and peacefully, in bed beside me. We had been together for 42 years, although first met as teenagers when I arrived in New Zealand from Australia. I miss her so much that I can barely function, even now, one year after her death.
Her plaque is laid at the Mitchell family grave in Warkworth, New Zealand, and I have included the link to this site. Hopefully this message will not be on here for long…something far more professional will be in place.
Update: Nah. Nearly another year has gone by and I’ve failed to fix this. Ah well.
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Bits & Pieces
In the meantime, have a look around.
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bettany backhouse blood
Bettany Backhouse Blood traces the author’s family history from medieval Hungary and Norman England through to Staffordshire and, generations later, colonial New Zealand. It explores ancestry, migration, and the challenge of piecing together the lives of distant...
Friday
Yes it is. I cook pizza for dinner, our one night of depravity. Ha, I remember the depraved days of our youth. The goat and the garnish. Smoke and mirrors. Down, boy.
Ha, I thought…
I thought I was beaten, but WordPress admitted they had a problem with linking from Amazon Kindle. It wasn't me! Not that it actually makes a lot of difference, when I think about it...but that's not what I will tell my wife.