Peter Lyle Kitchin

KITCHIN, Peter Lyle

Died peacefully on Monday, September 28, aged 80, in the presence of his beloved wife Janne Land.

Much loved father of Abbie, Sido and Matthew Kitchin. Foster dad to Jack and Taka Rikona. Stepfather to John Land. Father-in-law of Conrad Armstrong, Claire Sutherland and Fay Land. Grandpa of Niko and Rosa Varga-Miller, Cleo and Darcy Armstrong, and Darby and Louisa Kitchin. Farfar to Christian, Saacha, Hanne, Daniel, David and Matthew Land. Great grandpa to Elio and Zephyr Kitchin. Cherished brother of Jenny Gaskin, Phillipa Kitchin and the late Michael Kitchin.

In lieu of flowers, donations to Te Hopai Home and Hospital would be appreciated.

Hats off to a storyteller til the end.

Tributes

Louise Beale

I was very sorry to see the notice of Peter’s passing Janne. Please accept my deepest sympathy. My thoughts are with you.
Louise

Bernie and Jill O’Brien

To the Family,
It is with great sadness to hear of Peter’s passing.
We came to know Peter in the turbulent years fighting apartheid.
Peter was a gifted writer with great respect and love for his family and social justice. All his family are a reflection of his wonderful qualities.
We are all the better for knowing Peter.
Love to you all,
Jill, Bernie and Dan O’Brien (Christchurch) and Steve (Canada).

Mike Aston

A great journo, a great racontuer, a great person. Fantastic company. Huge stories. Huge sense of humour. Just a delightful bugger and a bloody great mentor. Oh, and early-morning starts in the smoking room were brilliant. Oh, and later at The Brit or Lovelocks. Colourful, funny, a great guy. Miss you, mate

Brian Thomas

Peter was an instant hit with both expatriate subeditors and local reporters when he arrived at the Post-Courier in Port Moresby 46 years ago. And he was handy when a beer needed to be drunk or a story told. From there came a deep friendship — and I also had the pleasure of employing Matthew as a subeditor years later in Melbourne.

Maureen Mooney

Dear Janne and to all of Peter’s family,
I streamed Petet’s farewell today. And from Seattle, where he’d enjoyed some of his youth.
It was a caring tribute to my warm-hearted friend. An acknowledgement of the lovestory. Of Janne’s devotion. Of Peter’s wit.