Annette Hargreaves

Ho appreso per caso e con immenso dispiacere della perdita di Annette. Io e e lei abbiamo condiviso una stanza in ospedale a Maggio del 2006. Quei momenti sono stati veramente tanto duri per lei e per me, avendo entrambe rischiato la vita. Seppur nella sua riservatezza, così elegante, mi ha lasciato un ricordo profondo, fatto di dolcezza e serenità. Anime così belle non possono sparire... restano con noi per sempre. Mi permetto di inviare un abbraccio alla famiglia e soprattutto alla figlia, che la curava con amore in quei giorni.

Monica

I learned by accident and with immense regret of the loss of Annette. She and I shared a room in the hospital in May 2006. Those moments were really very hard for her and me, having both risked her life. Although in her privacy, so elegant, she left me a deep memory, made of sweetness and serenity. Such beautiful souls cannot disappear… they stay with us forever. I take the liberty of sending a hug to the family and especially to her daughter, who cared for her with love in those days.

Monica

May God keep you in his loving care. Thinking of you.

My darling Mum - and a fantastic Grandma - she is at peace and with love.

Above are many memories of Annette as a woman, but here are a few from her childhood.
I remember my sister at 7 as the leader of the gang whom the boys were all slightly scared of, who was always the sheriff when we played cowboys and Indians and I was always the Indian tied to the telegraph pole. I remember my sister who taught me how to ride a bicycle in the concrete alley – pedal like crazy and don’t cry when you fall over was the instruction she gave me. I remember my sister who knocked out my two front teeth with a football on my fifth birthday and then forbade me to smile in family photos for the next two years. I remember my sister taking me to the cinema to see double features and walks along the beach on Sundays to feed the seagulls. I remember her as a teenager teaching me how to jive to Bill Haley’s Rock around the Clock, or listening to Radio Luxembourg in the kitchen as she and her friend Carole washed and set their hair on Friday nights. I remember her growing into a beautiful young woman with an 18-inch (46 cm) waist – something I would only ever dream about – thick black hair and a keen sense of fashion. I remember her going off to university at 17 and practically walking out of my life for decades. We came together again after she met Lucio and when we were caring for our parents at the end of their lives. So it seemed only natural that I should be there for her as she fought so hard against her last illness. Rest in peace dear sister. Your battles are over.

Ciao ...cara Annette grazie per la tua generosita' , per cio' che mi hai insegnato . Ti ricordero' per la forza di combattere e per il tuo accento inglese .....ti voglio bene. Graziella.

Annette, Dearest Friend,
We have known you for so many happy years - in Belgium where our friendship was born in the ACAT and cemented when we gave you shelter before you left Mons - in Italy where you gave us so many magical holidays in Rome, Ostia and Velletri, showing us a side of Italy we would never have found, even including dancing classes! - in England, both in the North and then later in the South when you stayed with us as you searched for your new home in Sussex. How happy we were when you finally moved to be so close.
Lucio and you and Paul and I have enjoyed so much together, we have laughed, we have played, we have explored and we have celebrated, enhancing the moments because we were sharing them with such dear friends. Sadly those days have come to an end but they will not be lost or forgotten.
When we heard of your diagnosis we were so sad but your strength of character, fortitude and determination were such that it was difficult to remember that this cloud was hanging over you. Still you gardened, still we planned for Sicily and still we went out together.
Sadly, this was a battle you were not going to win and now we have lost you but those memories and thoughts live on and they can not be erased. Annette, dear friend, we will miss you but you will always be with us. Rest in peace.
With all our love
Lyn and Paul

Ciao Annette. Ogni giorno guardo il piatto che mi hai regalato prima di partire, quello che nel tuo soggiorno ti ha tenuto compagnia per tutto il tempo che sei stata in Italia .. Ogni giorno Guido la tua automobile, quella che mi hai lasciata prima di tornare in Inghilterra.La pianta che hai piantato nel mio giardino vive .Per le vie di Ostia intravedo un caschetto di capelli doro e penso a te .Nessuno avrebbe potuto più di te rendere felice mio fratello, eri e sei tu il suo ideale. Grazie per avere condiviso la tua vita con noi, con me , di non avermi mai lasciata .Oggi ho sentito di nuovo vicino a me un profumo, non è il mio . Tanti ricordi emergono ma non sono solo ricordi é insegnamento é vita Spero tanto di rivederci ... con amore Gabriella ( Lodi)

Hi Annette. Every day I look at the dish you gave me before leaving, the one that kept you company in your stay for the whole time you were in Italy .. Every day I drive your car, the one you left me before returning to England .The plant you planted in my garden lives. In the streets of Ostia I see a bob of golden hair and I think of you. No one could have made my brother happy more than you, you were and you are his ideal. Thank you for sharing your life with us, with me, for never leaving me. Today I felt a perfume near me again, it is not mine. Many memories emerge but they are not just memories and teaching and life I really hope to see you again ... with love Gabriella (Lodi)

"Che sia l'amore tutto ciò che esiste, È ciò che noi sappiamo dell'amore; E può bastare che il suo peso sia Uguale al solco che lascia nel cuore". — Emily Dickinson

Ti saluto, Annette, citando parole non mie che tuttavia condivido nel profondo. Il solco che la tua perdita lascia nel cuore di chi ti ama è incolmabile. Sono certa però che come l’acqua cambia il proprio stato da liquida a solida a gassosa così l’essere umano si evolve attraverso una metamorfosi che dona l’eternità...a chi svanisce nell’aire...e l’eternità...a chi per ora rimane e impara a “vedere” con altri occhi e in altra maniera. Sempre intorno a noi, riposa in pace, cara Annette.

"Let love be all that exists, It is what we know about love; And it may be enough that its weight is equal to the groove it leaves in the heart". - Emily Dickinson

I greet you, Annette, quoting words that are not mine which I nevertheless deeply share. The furrow that your loss leaves in the heart of those who love you is unbridgeable. I am sure, however, that as water changes its state from liquid to solid to gaseous so the human being evolves through a metamorphosis that gives eternity ... to those who vanish in the air ... and eternity. ..to those who for now stay and learn to "see" with other eyes and in another way. Always around us, rest in peace, dear Annette.

Ricorderò per sempre le lunghe estati passate a Londra e l’affetto con cui mi hai accolto.


I will always remember the long summers spent in London and the affection with which you welcomed me.

Ciao Annette...
Mi risuona la tua voce sempre rassicurante e positiva, il nostro modo di scherzare su mio fratello la tua gentilezza.
Svrei voluto trascorrere ancora del tempo con te e ti penso con i tuoi occhi penetranti,il tuo sorriso il tuo amore per mio fratello...mi piace ricordarti così...
Un bacio grande.

Hi Annette ...
Your voice is always reassuring and positive, our way of joking about my brother, your kindness.
I would have liked to spend more time with you and I think of you with your penetrating eyes, your smile, your love for my brother ... I like to remember you like this ...
A big kiss.

Dear Lucio,
I was so sorry to hear about Annette's death.
And wanted to share with you how vividly I remember meeting you both in SHAPE. How inspired I was to meet this brilliant, clever, witty woman. As a young woman it was an incredible motivating to meet someone like her.
With much love
Mandy

A dear friendwho was always interesting and interested. Annette had an endless interest in people, particularly young people. She was a great and a natural communicator and could cross the generations effortlessly. She had the ability to listen to and talk warmly and enthusiastically to our grandchildren as easily as She would chat to Linda and I. People listened to her and respected her thoughts on a broad range of subjects. We miss her.
Sleep well, Dear Lady.
Linda and Ritchie Stevenson.

Memori dei numerosi ricordi e delle belle ore passate insieme, pur nel dolore del momento, non vogliamo essere tristi pensando che Annette ci è stata tolta ma essere felici perchè ci è stata data . Ciao Annette, nei nostri cuori ci sarai sempre.

Annamaria e Aldo

Mindful of the many memories and the beautiful hours spent together, despite the pain of the moment, we don't want to be sad thinking that Annette has been taken away from us but to be happy because she was given to us. Hi Annette, you will always be in our hearts.

Annamaria e Aldo

I Just met once this great woman however my longstanding friend Lucio has celebrated her character for years.
When he informed me about her end of life, he was so much sad that I could not tell him that "death or dead" does not apply to the ones who remain in the heart of their beloved, relatives and friends.

Alessandro