Passed away after a long battle on January 18, 2022, aged 82 years. Loved husband of Mal (dec) and Dimity. Loving father and father-in-law of Wayne and Heather, Paula, and Cherie. Stepfather of Geoff and Susan, Andrew and Steph, Kelly, and Karl. Adored Pa of Alex and Styliana, Blake, Aidan, Luke and Caitlin, Darcie, Pippa. and Great Pa of Brooklyn, Chase, and Addison. Great mate of Maddie, Ollie and friend of Jackson, Jemima, Jonah, Billy, Gracie, Elise, and Sam.
In keeping with Peter’s wishes a Funeral Service has been held.
Tributes
Colin and Helen Alvey
Our sincere condolences to Dimity and all the Family. Many memories of Peter will always be with us .
Blake
We’ll miss you, Pa. I wish that we could have got to spend more time together.
Aidan
We may not have always got along the best but the world is the poorer and less interesting for your absence. hope wherever you are you are at peace
Michele woods
Biggest condolences to Cherie, Darcie, Pippa and the rest of the Hudswell family.
May you find peace in happy memories
My love always
Paula
Well, where do we start? To me he was Pedro, to others Peter, Blueo, Huddy, and to many others, names that I shouldn’t be mentioning here but all know what they are!
As we all know Pedro was not always easiest man but I have had the privilege of living in Wentworth for the past fourteen months spending time with him. To no one’s surprise you can imagine there were many arguments during the time.
The times we spent fishing, whether it was down the bottom of his beloved house, in the boat, at Fort Courage, or on the bank where he seemed to know “just the spot”. Pedro would never let me cast out no matter where we were. I was allowed to put new ends on the rod (under supervision) put the bait on, but somehow, I always handed him the rod to cast in.
We were fishing from his boat near Fort Courage recently, again I was never allowed to drive the boat, and he hit a sandbar mid river and the motor stalled. I will leave it you to imagine what came out of his mouth. I put the paddle over the edge and hit the bottom “Don’t stress Pedro I will jump out pull you into the bank and walk back to Fort Courage and get some help” Pedro said, “you have get over the two Anabranch openings before you can even start the walk to Fort Courage”, my reply was “well it will be easier than cooking a cake”
I have had pleasure of arriving for breakfast in the morning being encouraged to have a piece of toast; I have never been a breakfast person only coffee. I enjoyed my Vegemite toast and saving the crusts for Rowdy and Patchy who are the birds that Pedro and Dimity raised and ruled the house!
Then there were the times I spent walking behind the ride on mower with Pedro driving, with the weed sprayer going and saying, “are these weeds or plants?” and Pedro saying just spray it! While I was thinking “what is Dimity going to say?”
To this day I can’t reverse a trailer, can you imagine Pedro trying to teach me? (more of words we can’t mention)!!!! After the first few times I had enough. I would put the jockey wheel down and push it to where it needs to go. Putting the boat was a different situation it was either a breeze or drama depending on the day!
As you can imagine, I have had many conversations with folks in the last week since Pedro passed, to put it politely we all know too well that he was not always the easiest person to get along with. But the conversation that resonates with me the most is “Even though he was a difficult man to work for, I would not be where I am now without what he taught me”. I am sure there many of you that would have to agree. Well Pedro all I have to say now is I am off my “P plates” and I will cast as many fishing lines in as I can, each time grinning to myself and be thinking of you.