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This is the photo Dad has in his wallet.

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Joyce is in the back row - 5th from the left - the one looking all shy and coy!

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Dancing at Jason & Mara's wedding.

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Soo skinny!!

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My earliest memories...... I have 2 that are distinct ....... being snuggled in bed with the door partly closed to protect us from the verandah light, we (Penny and I) would waiit in anticipation for what we knew would happen.....Joyce would slowly open the door and in a 'witchy' voice she would say 'Nibble, nibble Nottage.....who's nibbling at my cottage' as she crept into the room..... as she reached the bed we would scream..... IT WAS A NIGHTLY RITUAL! Other strong early memory is of being teased at the dinner table..... when mum wasn't around, Joyce would pull faces at me and get me worked up till I screamed for mum to help....Joyce would always be told to leave me alone!

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