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This one came up under a search for my maiden name.
A nice family photo, that’s me in the corduroy velvet knickerbockers (it was 1982) on the far left. Taken at Sydney Airport. Yes, my Dad, the bearded fellow, was the first Australian ever held hostage on a hijacked airplane. He was one of the ones “not” released for 3 days (crazy hijacker estranged from his wife) - women, children and men over 50 were allowed off - mind you Dad wasn’t too worried about the guy with explosives literally taped to his belt. As Dad said “sure, he’ll blow the arse end off the plane but I’m down the pointy end”. That’s Aussie “whatever” attitude for you! He was worried more about sharp shooters storming the plane. Luckily it didn’t come to that. So yeah, we had our 10 minutes of fame!