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    Blow me down with a feather

    A strange story. My Grandfather was clearly "well off" owning a grand house right on the beachfront of what was, admittedly, a frontier town. He owned, and his son sailed, 16ft skiffs capable of winning national c'ships on Syd Harb and was friends with Sir Reg Ansett. Recently a cousin (who...
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