** My Freddie Mercury **
This blog is dedicated to Freddie,
the greatest rock legend and the best musician of all time.
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** FREDDIE AND JIM HUTTON**
**Jim’s memories about the time, which he spent together with Freddie**
Freddie’s lover – Jim Hutton – was with Freddie for the final six year.
Jim Hutton – the ordinary guy who got his prince, then lost it all -
Jim recalls the night that he met Freddie in March 1985.
That evening the former hairdresser Jim Hutton was down to his last fiver.
A man sidled up to him at the bar in Heaven, the London gay club,
and asked him what he would like to drink.
*We were both wearing a tight white vest, ice-blue jeans,* Jim says.
** Jim said, *No, what are you having to drink?*
And Freddie said, *Large vodka*.
Then Freddie said, *How big is your cock?* **
Freddie would often say that by way of an introduction.
But the flamboyant showman was nothing like the private man who shared the last six years of his life with Jim.
Jim became part of the Garden Lodge *family*, which included
Joe Fanelli – Freddie’s cook
and Peter Freestone – Freddie’s assistant.
Jim moved in to Garden Lodge in early 1986.
Freddie kept significant parts of his life — Hutton, Queen, his family — separate.
Jim says that they were both naturally private.
*Freddie might have worried about how coming out would have affected him professionally but he didn’t say that.
We both thought our relationship, and being gay, was our business.*
Freddie discovered he had Aids in 1987.
Jim took in 1990 confirmed that he had the virus,
Jim was healthy.
Freddie was becoming more ill.
Freddie knew when it was the time to let go.
He decided to come off his Aids medication three weeks before he died.
The night before Freddie died, a statement was released in his name
revealing that he had Aids.
Jim claims that he didn’t compose it himself.
*Freddie couldn’t have done. Freddie wasn’t capable.
His manager, Jim Beach, released it. I don’t think Freddie would have wanted it.
Freddie wanted his private life kept private.*
As for the criticism that he should have been honest about being gay and having Aids, Jim Jim says that Freddie’s reaction would have been
*F*** them, it’s my business*.
Jim was with Freddie as he died.
*Freddie was dosed on morphine and in Neverland.
He wet himself. I knew that if Freddie woke up and saw that there’d be blue murder
so Peter and I changed his underwear and while I was putting Freddie’s boxers on
I knew Freddie had gone. I don’t know how.
Joe got a mirror to check his breath and that was it.
*I went into my bedroom and stopped a carriage clock Freddie had given to me:
the time was 12 minutes to 7.
I briefly switched off the lights on the trees in the garden,
I would have turned all the lights off in the house, but instinct told me not
to because of the press outside.
Then I went upstairs and spoke to my mother. I was crying my eyes out.*
Freddie’s mother, Jer, sent Jim a *lovely* letter thanking him for being there for her son.
Jim says:. **We communicated a lot without saying anything.
But he constantly wanted to know that I loved him.
And of course I did, deeply, and told him.
When Freddie was diagnosed he said to me,
*I would understand if you wanted to pack your bags and leave*.
I told him, *Don’t be stupid. I’m not going anywhere. I’m here for the long haul*.**
What I remember most is Freddie’s impish smile when you’d give him a gift.
Jim says: *Freddie would be as happy with 60 roses as 60 Picassos.
His face really would light up.
One Christmas I created a mountain-scene train set.
Roger and Brian came over and all three of them played with it, three big hairy kids.* Remembering his lover’s happiness,
then pleads can he go now and have that damned cigarette.
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Source : Queen Archive