Freddie Mercury mi ha lasciato camionate di milioni,anzi di miliardi.

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Ecco l'articolo apparso sul Daily Mail Weekend, è un'intervista alla
sig.ra Austin,rilasciata il 22/01/2000.
Leggetelo tutto...c'è anche una versione tradotta.l'ho incollata alla
fine dell'intervista in lingua originale.Ovviamente,la traduzione è
fatta dal motore di ricerca,quindi fa un po' schifo.Però se proprio
siete negati e l'inglese vi sembra una lingua marziana,vi servirà....

Mercury Left Me His Millions

Daily Mail Weekend, 22nd January 2000

The world was shocked when the flamboyant Freddie Mercury, who died of
Aids in 1991, left the bulk of his multi-million pound fortune to a
girlfriend. But for years the Queen front man and Mary Austin had
lived together as man and wife and now, for the first time, the woman
he loved tells DAVID WIGG how money wasn't the star's only legacy.

"When Freddie Mercury first told his former girlfriend Mary Austin
that he intended to leave her his magnificent Georgian mansion in
London's Kensington, her immediate reaction was one of shock and fear.
In fact, she was so terrified of taking on such an enormous
responsibility that she urged him to place the house, with its
beautiful collection of antique furniture and paintings, in trust as a
museum.
Freddie considered this option, but decided he wanted Mary - his lover
for six years before he decided he preferred male partners - to have
something permanent in her life. Not only did he leave her his
mansion, which stands behind a walled Japanese garden, but also the
bulk of his multi-million pound fortune, with an income for life from
his vast record sales and publishing.

In the year up until his death in 1991, Mary juggled looking after her
son Richard, now nine, and his father, Piers Cameron, with attending
to Freddie as he suffered the final stages of Aids. At the same time
she was preparing for the birth of a second baby, Jamie, now eight.

Long before he told any of his close friends or the fellow members of
his pop group Queen that he had Aids, he confided his secret to Mary.
From that moment she was there each day to try to comfort him as he
gradually became more ill. As he started to lose his sight and his
body became so weak that finally he couldn't even get out of bed,
Freddie decided to face up to dying by refusing to take his
medication. 'It was Freddie's decision to finally end it all - he
chose the time to die,' Mary recalls in a whisper. 'He knew it was
coming - that it was closer than it had ever been before. Then he
suddenly said, "I've decided that I've got to go!"'

'The quality of his life had changed so dramatically and he was in
more and more pain every day. He was losing his sight. His body became
weaker as he suffered mild fits. It was so distressing to see him
deteriorating in this way. One day he decided enough was enough and
stopped all the medical supplements that were keeping him going. He
just turned off. The overwhelming thing for me was that he was just so
incredibly brave. He looked death in the face and said, "Fine, I'll
accept it now - I'll go." But it was peaceful and he died with a smile
on his face.'

After his death, on November 24, 1991, Mary moved into his palatial
home, but as she wandered through the huge galleries sitting rooms,
surrounded by Freddie's treasures, her feelings were of confusion and
loneliness. 'It was the loneliest and most difficult time of my life
after Freddie died', she says. I knew I was having trouble coming to
terms with his death and everything he had left me. I was best left to
myself in order come out of it.'

Mary - who had grown up in a modest terraced house in Fulham, West
London - found there was much to cope with; the responsibility of the
house and staff and suddenly coming into immense wealth. There were
complications over the will and some of Freddie's relatives and
friends were annoyed that she was left so much.

'I always had Freddie to turn to and he always had me to turn to if
need be. Suddenly, there wasn't anyone to help me. It made me realise
that I wasn't as self-sufficient as I would have liked to have been.
As much as I'd been a friend to him, I realised how much a friend he'd
been to me - the fact of just knowing that he was there.'

'He was always very protective of me. I only realised after he died,
quite how protective he'd been. If something happened he'd say, "Oh
darling, don't worry we'll get over that." He was uplifting. At other
times, when he was aware he had Aids and only had a limited time to
live, there'd be the odd serious conversation when he'd say to me,
"Let's go and sit, we don't know how long we have."

Mary dealt with the enormity of Freddie's generosity by becoming more
of a recluse within the secure walls of the rock star's home. 'I felt
very much out of my depth really,' she explains. 'Freddie's staff had
been like family to me, but after his death most of them had left
because he'd been so generous to them. I had sleepless nights worrying
about everything. I felt as if I'd done something wrong and paranoia
set in. Some of the fans even told me I was only the keeper of the
house. That hurt. I know several of Freddie's gay friends were
surprised Freddie had left so much to me. There those who thought they
should have been left the house. It was like people begrudged me
having what he had left me.'

Although Freddie died in 1991, it was eight years before Mary received
the bulk of his money from the will. 'It was a worrying time,' she
says. 'The taxman had been paid, but without the money coming through
I didn't know if I could afford to keep the house. I felt under a lot
of pressure.'

In contrast to the outrageous rock idol, Mary, 48, is shy and gives
the impression of lacking any real confidence in herself. Completely
the opposite to flamboyant Freddie, she is petite and slim, with green
eyes and fair hair. 'I'm certainly no academic,' she says, as one of
Freddie's exotic cats joins her on a deep, dark-red sofa in the house
where nothing has been changed. Mary has kept the decor and
furnishings exactly as they were when Freddie died. 'He had impeccable
style, so why change it?' she says.

His death left a void in her life. 'I lost somebody who I thought was
my eternal love. When he died I felt we'd had a marriage. We'd lived
our vows. We'd done it for better for worse, for richer for poorer. In
sickness and in health. You could never had let go of Freddie unless
he died. Even then it was difficult.'

The couple's closeness had always caused difficulties for others. None
of the boyfriends Mary took after she stopped living with Freddie in
1980 lasted that long. They soon came to realise that they were
sharing her affections with the outrageous rock star and that special
bond of loyalty and close friendship could never be penetrated by a
newcomer. Even the father of Mary's two children, painter Piers
Cameron, eventually found the unusual circumstances all to much and
dropped out of Mary's life altogether. 'He had always felt
overshadowed by Freddie,' says Mary. 'Freddie had widened the tapestry
of my life so much by introducing me to the world of ballet, opera and
art. I learned so much from him and he's given me personally so much.
There was no way I would want to desert him, ever.'

As another way of keeping her close, Freddie created job for her,
making her company secretary to the music and publishing businesses he
ran from his home. After Freddie's tragic death, it took Mary ages to
accept that Freddie had finally gone out of her life. It was five
years before she could bring herself to sleep in his enormous yellow
master bedroom. Before then, she just left everything in it untouched.
'I'd spent so long with him being unwell and there were so many
memories in that room. Memories of him suffering. I just saw this very
frail man laying in his bed and remembered all the little things that
I used to do for him. Combing his hair, because he'd lie back and all
his hair would be sticking up.'

'During those times I did really feel such love for him. They were the
moments I remembered every time I looked at his bed. I would sit every
day next to the bed for six hours, whether he was awake or not. He
would suddenly wake up and smile and say, "Oh, it's you, old
faithful."

Only Mary knows where Freddie's ashes were finally placed. He gave her
the responsibility of dealing with them and made her promise she would
never reveal where they were hidden. 'I was very neglectful over
them,' she says, openly. 'I left them in the Chapel of Rest for a
while. I knew I had this responsibility, but I couldn't bring myself
to finally part with him. I had to do it alone as he asked, and keep
it a secret. That was something that didn't encourage his family to
like me any more or any less than they did.'

'I found it all a bit spooky. They were in a plastic bag inside the
urn. Afterwards I had to put everything back and bolt it together. I
suddenly thought, "I think you've left just a bit to much for me to
do, Freddie."

Mary was 19 when she first met Freddie. Until then her life had been
deprived. Her parents were poor. Her father worked as a hand-trimmer
for wallpaper specialists and her mother was a domestic for a small
company. Both were deaf and communicated through sign language and
lip-reading.

Mary left comprehensive school at 15 without taking her O-levels. Her
first job was as a trainee secretary with Remingtons, earning £5 a
week, later progressing to Customer PR at the incredibly hip Biba
store in Kensington. It was while working at Biba that she met Freddie
and Queen drummer, Roger Taylor, who ran a stall in nearby Kensington
Market, selling old clothes and Freddie's artwork.

Guitarist Brian May introduced Freddie and Mary, at a discussion about
the group. They were trying to choose a name for themselves. Freddie
wanted to call the group Queen, while Brian favoured Built Your Own
Boat. 'I remember Freddie's massive black hair, which made him look
like a cavalier, with his arm resting on the mantelpiece of Brian's
house in Barnes. He was very proud of his new white shoes. Suddenly he
turned to me and asked what I thought about the names. I said, "Oh, I
think Brian's Build Your Own Boat." But Freddie got his own way, as he
did with most things. They settled on Queen.'

Although he was quite intimidating, Mary found herself fascinated by
this 'wild-looking artistic musician'. 'He was like no one I had ever
met before. He was very confident and I have never been that
confident. We grew up together. I liked him and it went on from
there.'

'It took about three years for me to really fall in love. But I had
never felt that way before about anyone.' She first shared a
£10-a-week bedsit with Freddie in Victoria Road, Kensington. 'We had
so little money then that we could only afford one pair of curtains
and so we hung them in the bedroom. We had to share the bathroom and
kitchen with another couple.'

After two years, they moved on to a larger, self-contained flat in
Holland Road, which cost then £19 a week. By then the group had signed
a record deal and had their fist major hit Bohemian Rhapsody, and all
the photographs for the first album were taken at that flat.

It was at a showcase held at Ealing College of Art, Freddie's old art
school, that Mary first recognised his star quality. 'When he came off
the stage all the girls and his friends were crowding round him,' she
recalls. 'He was so busy I just thought, "I don't think he needs me
now." I started to walk away and he came running after me. He said
"Where are you going?" I told him, "I'm going home."'

'Things had suddenly taken a turn for him and the band. Freddie was
just so good on that stage - like I had never seen before, as if it
was something he'd stored up. For the first time I felt: "Here is a
star in the making. He's on his way. I don't think he needs me any
more." I didn't feel tearful or upset. I was happy that it was at last
happening for him because of his talent. He wouldn't let me go. That
night, I realised that I had to go along with this and be a part of
it. As everything took off I was watching him flower. It was wonderful
to observe. There was something about seeing that happen that was so
exciting - I was so happy and proud that he wanted to be with me.'

'I felt very safe with him. The more I got to know him, the more I
loved him for himself. He had quality as a person, which I think is
rare in life these days. One thing which was always constant was the
love. We knew we could trust each other and we were safe with each
other. We knew that we would never hurt each other on purpose.'

'One Christmas he bought me a ring and put it in the most enormous
box. We were going to see his parents for Christmas Day. I opened the
box and inside was another box, and so it went on until I got to this
very tiny box. When I opened it, there was this beautiful Egyptian
scarab ring. It's supposed to bring good luck. He was very sweet and
quite shy about giving it to me.'

It was after they had moved to their second flat in Holland Road that
Mary first started to think something was going wrong with their
six-year relationship. 'Even if I didn't want to fully admit it, I had
realised that something was going on. Although I didn't know what it
was I decided to discuss it with Freddie. I told him, "Something is
going on and I just feel like a noose around your neck. I think it's
time for me to go." But he insisted nothing was wrong. Then his life
rocketed with the success of the first album and the singles.'

'Things were never the same after that. Our relationship cooled. I
felt that he was avoiding any confrontation with me. When I came home
from work he just wouldn't be there. He would come in late. The
writing was on the wall. We just weren't as close as we had been.'

As Freddie became an international celebrity, Mary often thought that
she might one day lose him to another woman - but never to a male
lover. That all changed one day when Freddie told her he had something
important to say, something that would change their whole relationship
for ever. 'He said, "I think I'm bisexual." I told him, "I think
you're gay." And nothing else was said. We just hugged.'

'I thought, "He's been very brave." Being a bit naive it had taken me
a while to realise the truth. Afterwards he felt good about having
told me. He said. "I realised I had a choice. The choice was not to
tell you, but I think you are entitled to your own life." And I
thought, "Yes, as much as you are entitled to yours."

She decided it was time for her to move out, but Freddie insisted that
she shouldn't move too far away from him. 'Eventually we found a place
near him, which he wanted me to have. It was perfect for a single
person such as myself. His music publishing company bought it for me
for £30,000. I could see Freddie's own flat from my bathroom. I
thought, "Oh, I'm never going to get away!"'

'But I didn't mind. I was very happy there. It was small, but I'm
quite happy with small places. My family were very poor.', she
remembers. 'There were five of us and my parents had a terrible time
making ends meet, but they managed. Life was always a struggle for
them.'

Mary's life today is very far from such struggle. She shares her
magnificent house with Nick, the 48-year-old London businessman she
married two years ago. Without telling anyone, they wed on Long Island
with just Mary's two sons, Richard and Jamie, by their side. 'I think
Nick was very brave to take me on, really. I come with a lot of
baggage, a huge chapter in my life. At first because of the past and
the broken affairs, I wasn't entirely sure about marriage. Then
someone said, "You don't know until you try."'

'But as life unfolds, I can now be happy with him. I can appreciate
what I had and what I now have and move on. I was getting there, but I
think I could only have moved on by meeting somebody.'

'When I met Nick everything came around a lot quicker. I wanted some
stability for myself and the children. I felt that this man could give
us that - stability in a loving family way. I'd lost my family really
when Freddie died. Even the boys that worked in the house for him were
my family, but they all moved on. Freddie was everything to me, apart
from my sons.'

Freddie had been as thrilled as her about the arrival of her first son
and used to visit her in hospital. He taught the little boy to say his
first words, 'tractor' and 'guitar'.

Now Freddie's generosity has allowed Mary to educate both her sons
privately. 'In some ways, I think there was definitely a part of
Freddie that would have liked a family life, a happy home and
children,' she says. 'I don't know how much of a great heterosexual he
would have made.'

'I used to think originally that I'd lost him to being gay. But then
if he had been totally heterosexual I think I would eventually have
lost him to another woman, particularly when the fame came along.
Women followed him even though they suspected he was gay.'

One of Freddie's favourite things was giving parties. The more
outrageous the better. He flew his friends to Munich for a spectacular
black and white drag ball; to Ibiza for a colourful, open-air party
for more than 1,000 guests; and held a hat party at his Kensington
home. By this time, even though he was sharing his home with his
partner, former hairdresser Jim Hutton, Mary was always invited to
join in the merriment.

Freddie lived with the knowledge that he was HIV-positive for seven
years. He was 45 when he died from Aids-induced bronchial pneumonia.

In the terms of his will, Mary was left a 50 per cent share of all his
wealth, then estimated at around £10 million, and of future income.
His parents and his sister were to receive 25 per cent each. In
addition he left Jim Hutton £500,000 and bought him a plot of land on
which to build a house in Jim's home country of Ireland. He also left
£500,000 each to his personal assistant Peter Freestone, and his cook
Joe Fannelli, and £100,000 to Terry Giddings, his driver and
bodyguard.

Mary is also a trustee of the Aids foundation set up in Freddie's
name. The Phoenix Trust, based in Montreux, Switzerland, where Queen
have their own recording studios. As he was such a lively and
energetic showman, I finally asked Mary whether perhaps, in a way, it
was right that he wasn't allowed to grow old.

Surprisingly, she replied: 'No, I'd rather it happened the other way
round. I should have gone first - I'd rather he miss me than I miss
him.'

Traduzione:
Il Mercurio Mi Ha lasciato I Suoi Milioni

Fine settimana Quotidiana Della Posta, Il 22 Gennaio 2000

Il mondo è stato scosso quando il mercurio flamboyant di Freddie, che
è morto dei sussidi in 1991, a sinistra la massa della sua fortuna
della libbra di multi-million ad un girlfriend. Ma per gli anni l'uomo
e Mary della parte anteriore della regina Austin avevano vissuto
insieme come l'uomo e la moglie ed ora, per la prima volta, la donna
che amava dice a DAVID WIGG come i soldi non erano l'unica eredità
della stella.

"quando il mercurio di Freddie in primo luogo ha detto al suo ex
girlfriend Mary ad Austin che intenda lasciarle il suo mansion
georgiano magnifico in Kensington de Londra, la sua reazione immediata
era una di scossa e di timore. Infatti, era in modo da terrorizzato di
intraprendere così responsabilità enorme che lo ha invitato a disporre
la casa, con la relativa accumulazione bella di mobilia e delle
pitture antiche, nella fiducia come museo.
Freddie ha considerato questa opzione, ma deciso ha desiderato Mary -
il suo lover per sei anni prima che lo decidesse ha preferito i soci
maschii - avere qualche cosa di permanente nella sua vita. Non
soltanto gli ha lasciato il suo mansion, che si leva in piedi dietro
un giardino giapponese walled, ma anche la massa della sua fortuna
della libbra di multi-million, con una rendita vitalizia dalle dalla
sue vendite e pubblicazione record ampie.

Durante l'anno in su fino alla sua morte in 1991, Mary ha manipolato
la cura del suo figlio Richard, ora nove ed il suo padre, i pilastri
Cameron, con assistere a Freddie mentre ha sofferto le fasi finali dei
sussidi. Allo stesso tempo stava preparandosi per la nascita di un
secondo bambino, Jamie, ora otto.

Molto prima che dica c'è ne di suo agli amici di fine o i membri del
collega di suo schiocchino la regina del gruppo che ha avuto sussidi,
ha confidato il suo segreto a Mary. Da quel momento proveniva là ogni
giorno da provare a confortarlo mentre è diventato gradualmente più
malato. Mentre ha cominciato perdere la sua vista ed il suo corpo è
diventato così debole che infine non potrebbe neppure uscire della
base, Freddie deciso a rivolto verso l'alto a morire rifiutando di
prendere il suo farmaco. 'era decisione del Freddie infine per
concluderla tutto - ha scelto il momento di morire, ' richiami della
Mary in un bisbiglio. 'ha saputo che stava avvenendo che era più
vicino di esso mai era stato prima. Allora ha detto improvvisamente,
"ho deciso che have.got andare!" '

'la qualità della sua vita era cambiato così drammaticamente ed era in
più ed in più dolore ogni giorno. Stava perdendo la sua vista. Il suo
corpo è diventato più debole mentre ha sofferto le misure delicate.
Così stava affliggendo per vederlo deteriorarsi in questo modo. Un
giorno ha deciso che abbastanza era abbastanza e che ha arrestato
tutti i supplementi medici che stavano mantenendolo andare. Ha spento
appena. La cosa opprimente per me era che era così incredibilmente
brave solo. Ha osservato la morte nella faccia ed ha detto, "fine, io
la accetterà ora - andrò." Ma era pacifica ed è morto con un sorriso
sulla sua faccia.'

Dopo la sua morte, il 24 novembre 1991, Mary ha entrato nella sua sede
palatial, ma mentre ha vagato con le stanze di seduta enormi delle
gallerie, circondate dai tesori del Freddie, le sue sensibilità erano
di confusione e di loneliness. 'era il più solo e periodo più
difficile della mia vita dopo che Freddie sia morto ', dice. Ho saputo
che stavo avendo difficoltà venire ai termini con la sua morte e tutto
mi aveva lasciato. Sono stato lasciato il più bene a me nell'ordine lo
esco.'

Mary - chi si erano sviluppati in su in una casa a terrazze modesta in
Fulham, Londra ad ovest - trovata là era molta da fare fronte a;
responsabilità della casa e del personale ed improvvisamente
dell'entrare in ricchezza immensa. Ci era la volontà eccessiva di
complicazioni ed alcuni dei parenti e degli amici del Freddie sono
stati infastiditi che è stata lasciata così tanto.

'ho avuto sempre Freddie da girarsi verso e lo ha avuto sempre da
girarsi verso se necessario. Improvvisamente, ci non era chiunque per
aiutarlo. Lo ha fatto si rende conto che non ero autosufficiente come
avrebbero voluto essere. Tanto come stato un amico a lui, ho
realizzato quanto un amico lui stato a me - il fatto appena di sapere
che era là.'

'era sempre molto protettivo di me. Ho realizzato soltanto dopo che
morisse, abbastanza quanto protettivo stato. Se qualcosa accadesse
direbbe, "tesoro dell'cOh, non li preoccupa otterrà l'eccedenza che."
Uplifting. Ad altre volte, quando era informato ha avuto sussidi e
soltanto ha avuto un Time to Live limitato, il there'd è la
conversazione seria dispari quando direbbe a me, "andiamo e sedersi,
non sappiamo quanto tempo abbiamo."

Mary si è occupata dell'enormità di generosity del Freddie
transformandosi più di un recluse all'interno delle pareti sicure
della stella di roccia domestica. 'ho ritenuto molto dalla mia
profondità realmente, ' lei spiego. 'il personale del Freddie era
stato come la famiglia a me, ma dopo la sua morte la maggior parte di
loro aveva andato perché stato così generoso a loro. Ho avuto notti
sleepless che mi preoccupo per tutto. Ho ritenuto come se fatto
qualche cosa di errato e paranoia mi regolassi dentro. Alcuni dei
ventilatori persino mi hanno detto che fossi soltanto il custode della
casa. Quel hurt. So vari degli amici gay del Freddie sono stati
sorprendi che Freddie aveva andato così tanto me. Là coloro che le ha
pensate dovrebbero essere lasciati la casa. Era come la gente
begrudged me che ho che cosa mi aveva lasciato.'

Anche se Freddie è morto in 1991, era otto anni prima che Mary
ricevesse la massa dei suoi soldi dalla volontà. 'era un tempo
preoccuparsi, ' dice. 'il taxman era stato pagato, ma senza i soldi
che vengono attraverso non ho saputo se potessi permettersi di
mantenere la casa. Ho ritenuto sotto a.lot di pressione.'

Contrariamente al idol outrageous della roccia, Mary, 48, è timida e
dà l'impressione di difettarle di tutta la riservatezza reale.
Completamente di fronte a Freddie flamboyant, è petite e dimagrisce,
con gli occhi verdi e capelli giusti. 'sono certamente academic, '
dice, poichè uno dei gatti esotici del Freddie la unisce su un sofà
profondo e rosso scuro nella casa in cui niente è stato cambiato. Mary
ha mantenuto esattamente la decorazione ed arredamento poichè erano
quando Freddie è morto. 'ha avuto stile impeccabile, in modo da perchè
cambiamento?' dice.

La sua morte ha lasciato un vuoto nella sua vita. 'ho perso qualcuno
che pensassi fossi il mio amore eternal. Quando è morto ho ritenuto
che abbiamo avuti un'unione. abbiamo vissuto i nostri voti. fatto esso
per migliore per più difettoso, per più ricco per più scarso. Nella
malattia e nella salute. Potreste mai non avete avuti avete lasciato
per andare di Freddie a meno che morisse. Anche allora era difficile.'

La prossimità della coppia aveva causato sempre le difficoltà per
altre. Nessun dei boyfriends Mary hanno preso dopo che smettesse di
vivere con Freddie in 1980 durato quello lungamente. Presto sono
venuto si rendono conto che stavano ripartendo i suoi affetti con la
stella di roccia outrageous e che legame speciale di lealtà e chiudono
l'amicizia potrebbero non essere penetrati mai da un nuovo venuto.
Anche il padre di due bambini della Mary, i pilastri Cameron del
pittore, finalmente ha trovato le circostanze insolite tutte a molto
ed è caduto da vita della Mary complessivamente. 'aveva ritenuto
sempre oscurato da Freddie, ' dice Mary. 'Freddie aveva allargato la
tappezzeria della mia vita così tanto introducendolo al mondo del
ballet, dell'opera e dell'arte. Ho imparato così tanto da lui e dal
lui lo sono dato personalmente così tanto. Non ci era senso che
desidererei desert, mai.'

Poichè un altro senso di mantenerla vicino, Freddie gli ha generato
l'impiego per, facente la sua segretaria di azienda alla musica e
pubblicante i commerci si è allontanato dalla sua sede. Dopo la morte
tragica del Freddie, ha preso a Mary le età per accettare che Freddie
infine aveva uscito della sua vita. Era cinque anni prima che potrebbe
portarsi dormire nella sua camera da letto matrice gialla enorme.
Prima di allora, appena ha lasciato tutto in esso non trattato. 'speso
in modo da lungamente con lui che è il unwell e là era tante memorie
in quella stanza. Memorie di lui che soffre. Appena ho visto questo
uomo molto delicato risiedere nella sua base e mi sono ricordato di
tutte le cose piccole che ho usato fare per lui. La pettinatura dei
suoi capelli, perché si troverebbe indietro e tutti i suoi capelli
stava attaccando in su.'

'durante quei periodi realmente ho ritenuto tale amore per lui. Erano
i momenti che mi sono ricordato di ogni volta che ho guardato la sua
base. Sederei ogni giorno vicino alla base per sei ore, se era sveglio
oppure no. Sveglierebbe improvvisamente e sorridere e dire, "l'cOh, è
voi, vecchio fedele."

Soltanto Mary sa dove le ceneri del Freddie infine sono state
disposte. Gli ha dato la responsabilità di occuparsi di loro ed ha
fatto la sua promessa che non rivelerebbe mai dove sono state
nascoste. 'ero eccedenza molto neglectful loro, ' dice, apertamente.
'la I li ha lasciati nel chapel di resto per un istante. Ho saputo che
ho avuto questa responsabilità, ma non potrei portarsi infine alla
parte con lui. Ho dovuto farlo da solo mentre ha chiesto e la mantengo
un segreto. Quella era qualcosa che non consigliasse alla sua famiglia
come a me più o affatto di meno che.'

'la ho trovata tutta una punta spooky. Erano in un sacchetto di
plastica all'interno dell'urna. In seguito ho dovuto mettere tutto
posteriore e serrarlo insieme. Ho pensato improvvisamente, "io penso
che aveste affidato appena una punta a molto affinchè me faceste,
Freddie."

Mary era 19 quando in primo luogo ha venuto a contatto di Freddie.
Fino allora alla sua vita era stato privato. I suoi genitori erano
scarsi. Il suo padre ha lavorato poichè un mano-regolatore per gli
esperti della carta da parati e la sua madre era un domestico per una
piccola impresa. Entrambi erano sordi e comunicati con la lingua del
segno e lip-reading.

Mary ha lasciato la scuola completa a 15 senza prenderle i O-livelli.
Il suo primo lavoro era come segretaria dell'allievo con Remingtons,
guadagnante a £5 un la settimana, più successivamente diventare il
fotoricettore del cliente incredibilmente al deposito di Biba
dell'anca in Kensington. Era mentre funzionava a Biba che ha venuto a
contatto del drummer della regina e di Freddie, sarto di Roger, che ha
fatto funzionare una stalla al nel mercato vicino di Kensington,
vendendo i vecchi vestiti e l'illustrazione del Freddie.

Guitarist Brian maggio ha introdotto Freddie e Mary, ad una
discussione circa il gruppo. Stavano provando a scegliere loro un nome
per. Freddie ha desiderato denominare la regina del gruppo, mentre
Brian favorito ha costruito la vostra propria barca. 'mi ricordo dei
capelli neri voluminosi del Freddie, che gli hanno reso l'assomigli ad
un più cavalier, con il suo braccio che si riposa sul mantelpiece
della casa del Brian in Barnes. Era molto fiero dei suoi nuovi pattini
bianchi. Si è girato improvvisamente verso me ed ha chiesto che cosa
ho pensato ai nomi. Ho detto, "l'cOh, penso la configurazione del
Brian la vostra propria barca." Ma Freddie ha ottenuto il suo proprio
senso, come ha fatto con la maggior parte delle cose. Si sono
depositate sulla regina.'

Anche se abbastanza stava intimidendo, Mary si è trovata affascinata
da questa 'cheosserva il musician artistico '. 'era come nessuno che
avessi venuto a contatto di mai prima. Era molto sicuro e non sono
stato mai quello sicuro. Ci siamo sviluppati insieme in su. Lo ho
gradito ed ha continuato da là.'

'ha occorr circa tre anni per me realmente alla caduta nell'amore. Ma
non avevo ritenuto mai quel senso prima di circa chiunque.' In primo
luogo ha ripartito un bedsit di £10-a-week con Freddie in strada della
Victoria, Kensington. 'abbiamo avuti così pochi soldi allora che
potremmo soltanto permettersi un accoppiamento delle tenda ed in modo
da le abbiamo appese nella camera da letto. Abbiamo dovuto ripartire
la stanza da bagno e la cucina con lle altre coppie.'

la traduzione finiva qui...

ma l'intervista originale continua.

elisabetta

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Mar 19, 2002, 2:32:39 PM3/19/02

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*** mary ***

va bč..continuo a non sopportarla ,č una furbona e nessuno me lo toglierą
dalla testa....eli:-)

Luci <primula...@yahoo.it> wrote in message
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> Ecco l'articolo apparso sul Daily Mail Weekend, č un'intervista alla
> sig.ra Austin,rilasciata il 22/01/2000.

dipo

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Mar 19, 2002, 4:05:11 PM3/19/02

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"Federica" <tan...@libero.it> ha scritto nel messaggio
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> Dalle mie parti si dice: spero che i soldi le vadano tutti in farmacia!
> Diciamo che non gode neanche della mia simpatia quella faccia da
> gatta morta di mary (ah... il nome l'ho scritto con la minuscola
> volutamente ).
> Ciao,
> Delilah.

ok però magari quotiamo meglio !

ciao :))

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Mar 22, 2002, 7:52:54 AM3/22/02

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Coach wrote in message

> So che a molti di voi del ng, mi sembra quasi tutti, Mary Austin stia
> proprio antipatica; io però mi sento di invocare un po' di rispetto per
lei.
> Avevo già letto questa intervista da qualche parte (tradotta un po'
> meglio...:-) ), come anche il libro di Jim Hutton.
> Secondo me merita molto meno rispetto Hutton, che mi sembra solo una
checca
> inferocita e invidiosa nei confronti di Mary,

Sono pienamente d'accordo con te, e poi pensandoci bene Hutton ha fatto
uscire un libro a pochi anni di distanza dalla morte di Freddie mentre per
ora Mary Austin ha rilasciato solo un intervista .
E' anche vero che è un po fredda però in una delle prime fanzine di WWRY
ricordo che c'era il report del primo o secondo anniversario del compleanno
di Freddie e fu scritto che davanti a parecchi fan Mary uscì dalla porta di
Garden Lodge e mi sembra portò una torta per ricordare Freddie!

--
*** Daniele ***
God don't love when you're out of luck!

Alessandro Luè

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"Daniele" <danNiel...@tiscali.it> ha scritto nel messaggio
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E' vero...confermo questo fatto! E' su una delle prime fanzine...
Ciao
Alessandro

Luca Grande

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Mar 22, 2002, 8:17:44 AM3/22/02

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>fu scritto che davanti a parecchi fan Mary uscì dalla porta
> di Garden Lodge e mi sembra portò una torta per ricordare Freddie!
>

allora poteva lasciare anche le scritte....'sta st°#*!'|

Luca

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Mar 29, 2002, 1:23:01 AM3/29/02

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Mary non ne aveva bisogno :-)

dr.anto

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