freddie mercury… **Mary Austin & David Wigg – I Was Cursed By Freddie’s Fortune – by David Wigg with Camilla** part 2 of 3

 ** My Freddie Mercury **

It’s My Blog dedicated to My Freddie,
the greatest rock legend and the best musician of all time.

Freddie is my best friend
and  the most beautiful person
I’ve ever met in my life.
Love you Freddie 



I was cursed by Freddie’s fortune: 
Queen star’s lover got his millions, was cruelly attacked by jealous rivals
and even abandoned by Mercury’s own band mates
part 2

by David Wigg

Mail Online March 30, 2013


 After Freddie died she felt out of her depth.
Mary suffered several serious illnesses and struggled emotionally
to cope with the inheritance. ‘I found myself  thinking,
*Oh Freddie, you’ve left me too much and too much to deal with as well.*

 I felt I couldn’t live up to it. He’d warned me that the house was going
to be more of a challenge than I realised.
I’m grateful he did because I hit jealousy head on – like a Japanese bullet train.
Very painful. ‘I don’t think the remaining members of Queen
have ever reconciled themselves to it. I don’t understand it.
Because to me it’s bricks and mortar. I try never to be jealous or envy people.

Garden Lodge

Freddie was very generous to them in the last years of his life
and I don’t think they embraced that generosity. I don’t think they appreciated or recognised what Freddie had left them.
Freddie left the band a quarter share of the last four albums,
which he didn’t need to do. And I never hear from them.
After Freddie died, they just wandered off.
Everywhere, she confesses, there are memories of Freddie.

Garden Lodge

‘You hear a specific song and it makes you feel emotional.
We lived those 20-odd years together. Under the same roof. Together emotionally. ’ During that time she witnessed the thrill of Freddie proposing marriage,
the heartache of losing him when he realised he was gay
and the anguish of nursing him through his final days.
There is one particularly powerful memory of that time that still haunts her.
As his life ebbed away, Freddie watched DVD footage of his past performances.
‘On one occasion Freddie turned to me and said sadly,

Garden Lodge

*To think I used to be so handsome.*
I got up and had to leave the room,’ Mary recalls. ‘It was too upsetting.
We were never allowed to get emotional around him and that was hard.
But I knew if I sat there I would have been in tears.
When I returned I just sat down as if nothing had happened.
But for that moment, Freddie caught me off guard.’

Garden Lodge

Mary was 19 when she first met Freddie in the early Seventies.
Born into an impoverished family  in Battersea, South London.
Her father worked as a trimmer for wallpaper specialists and her mother was
a domestic for a small company – her childhood wasn’t easy.
Both parents were deaf and communicated through sign language and lip-reading.
Mary was a PR at the fashionable Biba store in Kensington, West London,
when she encountered Freddie, then 24, at the clothes stall Freddie and Queen drummer Roger Taylor ran in nearby Kensington market.

Garden Lodge

Initially, Mary found Freddie intimidating but was also fascinated by this
‘wild-looking artistic musician’.
Mary says: ‘He was like no one I had met before.
He was very confident – something I have never been.
We grew together. I liked him and it went on from there.
’The pair shared a bedsit and then moved into a modest one-bedroom flat in nearby Holland Road. They were blissfully happy but hadn’t discussed a future together.
‘Then, when I was 23 Freddie gave me a big box on Christmas Day.
Inside was another box, then another and so it went on.

Freddie & Mary

It was like one of his playful games.
Eventually, I found a lovely jade ring inside the last small box.
I looked at it and was speechless. I remember thinking,
“I don’t understand what’s going on.” It wasn’t what I’d expected at all.
So I asked him, “Which hand should I put this on?” And he said,
“Ring finger, left hand.”

And then he said, **Because, will you marry me?**
I was shocked. It just so wasn’t what I was expecting. I just whispered,
**Yes. I will.**


But, impulsive as ever, Freddie changed his mind on a whim.
‘Sometime later,’ Mary says. ‘
I spotted a wonderful antique wedding dress in a small shop.
And as Freddie hadn’t said anything more about marrying, the only way that I could test the water was to say,
“Is it time I bought the dress?”
But he said no. Freddie had gone off the idea and it never happened.
‘I was disappointed but I had a feeling it wasn’t going to happen

… end of part 2 of 3


Source: Mail Online, Queen Archives