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Selwyn Gordon Boyd Talbot

Selwyn Gordon Boyd Talbot was my father. He was married to Gaynor Kaye Talbot and father to Brett Kingsley, Lauren Gay, and Cara Lee Talbot (myself). Dad passed away a few years ago now from cancer, and this page is dedicated to his memory.

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Earlier years...

In the earlier years, when my parents were first married, my father worked as a Sales Manager for Zip wholesalers, in Wellington, New Zealand. Having always wanted to go into business for himself however, he moved us (young kids and all) to start a new life in Taupo, a smaller, tourist town located in the middle of the North Island. This was the start of many years work my father fed into his Camping and Outdoor Store, aptly named 'Outdoor Living' Limited

Taupo...

Over his years in Taupo, my father became a well known and respected businessman. At his wake, a life long friend mentioned that he had never heard my father utter a single negative word about anyone. He was also known for his love of big cars, and Coruba Rum... many a sales rep who called on my father over the Christmas period learned that purchasing a Christmas 'gift' of a bottle of my fathers favourite rum, went some way in 'promoting business favour' (securing his business?) over this busy trading period!

Hobbies...

My father was an avid sportsman in his youth, competing in long distance running events and had a great love for the outdoors. Once a year he would travel to Nelson to go whitebaiting with his father (my papa Max), as well as participating in the annual Duck Shooting Season (and occasionally hunting deer.) When he could tear himself away from Outdoor Living, he would go Deep Sea fishing in the Bay of Islands, and was a Diver for many years. I have many great memories as a child, of family camping trips (many around the more remote shores of Lake Taupo), and catching my first trout on a fishing trip with my Dad on the same lake.
Dad was very involved with the town community, he was an active member of Lions International and was a frequent attender to the Taupo Gun Club.

I think one of the fondest moments I can remember, was not long after his death. I remember talking to Mum about Dad - sharing various memories; and finding out that my Dad hated pasta. No big deal in itself - except as a teenager, when helping out with the family meals at home - I always made Lasagne - because Dad used to say how much he like it! It all makes sense to me now, how years later, when Dad would visit me in Auckland at my student flat while I was studying at Auckland University; why he never seemed to take up my offer of a home cooked meal!