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SHE prefers to knit and bake, but Jill Pannan stands by her man’s passion for guns.
JILL was 17 when she started going out with Jeff Pannan, and one of their first dates was at an old quarry in Melbourne — “a big hole in the ground, basically” — that served as a pistol range, to watch him blasting targets with his .44 Magnum.
“So romantic!” she recalls with a big laugh. She didn’t feel the need to try it.
They’ve been together for 39 years now. They’ve brought up two kids, and Jeff has built a business as a firearms dealer. Jill still has no interest in guns. Sure, if something unusual comes in she’ll try it out — she had a go on a machinegun last year — but by and large, the attraction is “a complete mystery to me”. It’s a male/female thing, she reckons. Blokes love the smell of guns, but she catches a whiff of them and just thinks, yuck. Still, she’s happy to be immersed in this world. “It’s about supporting my husband and his passion,” she says.
Jill is pictured at a gun fair, knitting a jumper for Gabriella, their five-year-old granddaughter. She knits to relax — “I completely tune out; it’s just lovely to be there in my own little space” — and to satisfy her creative urge. She bakes, too: she’s made enough cakes for 800 servings at this weekend’s Melbourne Arms & Militaria Fair, an event Jeff organises. She always does it, as a kindness to the exhibitors and punters; it takes her a month and fills the freezer. And that’s on top of her full-time job as a travelling sales rep for a stone-cladding company, and weekend grandma duties with Gabriella. Talk about multi-tasking.
Jill will be behind Jeff’s stall today, knitting. If he’s called away and a customer asks about a gun, she’ll say: “Sorry, I’m blonde, I can’t possibly help you.” That always cracks them up, she says. Then she’ll offer them a slice of cake, and the charm is complete. “Fellas just love food,” she observes.