
Unlike the story I (basically) made up regarding the last log from Hell Hole this story from Cousin Bob, recounts what really went on – Thanks Bob. The last cedar Dad cut.Shortly after that tree (The last log of Hell Hole) was felled and taken to the mill Dad, Jim Mauger and myself went down

When younger I have no doubt he was a physically imposing man, thanks to a lifetime of hard yakka. As if to confirm this Cousin Bob sent me this story of Dad and Uncle Bill and a day out at Buggaroo. Just east of the Robertson Cheese Factory and on the southern side of the

Way way back during the last century a lot of work was done by many people, Amanda from memory, and Trudy Messingham (from England and a distant relative) to name but two – shout out if I have missed anyone else who helped. They put in the hard yards to uncover the Missingham genealogical story.

Now, to be fair, I’m probably not the best one to tell this story as I was in another hemisphere when all this happened. So here is an appeal to those that are not relying on hear-say or making stuff up to embellish this story. Uncle Bill and Aunty Margaret lived on the Funny Farm,