TINNIE HORROR Sliced by a PROPELLER
Apr 06, 2022
3 minutes
As told to Lizzy Dimopoulos
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Jane Hoffman, 54, Narrabeen, NSW
Leaving for work, I gave my girl Izzy, 15, a kiss. It was the September school holidays, and she was spending the day at her friend’s house.
They’d planned to go paddleboarding with mates on Narrabeen Lake on Sydney’s Northern Beaches.
‘Have fun, love,’ I called out before shutting the door.
Sitting at my desk five hours later, my phone buzzed, the name of a school mum flashing on the screen.
‘There’s been an accident. Izzy has fallen
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