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“No tengas lástima de los que ya no están. Ten pena de los vivos y, sobre todo, de aquellos que viven sin amor”

Ali, dejaste una huella imborrable de luz y amor en este mundo.
Una luz capaz de iluminar vidas y de deslumbrar personas.
Un amor capaz de no desvanecerse nunca, capaz de hacer posible lo imposible: ser eterno.
Gracias. Gracias por aparecer en mi vida y enseñarme tanto sin siquiera ser consciente de ello. Por tu eléctrica sonrisa, tu bonita locura y ese duende que tan poco se deja ver. Por hacer de este mundo (tan injusto como maravilloso) un lugar mágico. Por ser real, libre y ligera…
Pero, sobretodo, gracias a Rachel, a Isi y a ti por enseñarme y demostrarme lo que es la verdadera amistad.
Sé que nadie me entiende como tú cuando digo la gran suerte que tengo de tenerlas en mi vida. Pero Ali, no sabría explicarte lo que es poder verlas hablando de ti y sentirte junto a nosotras. Mirar sus brillantes ojos, pegadizas risas y gestos exagerados contando vuestras historias infinitas, surrealistas y repletas de amor por el mundo. Ver vuestras fotos entre mis manos. Verlas bailar, cantar y sentir vuestras canciones. De brindar con una copa de vino entre nuestras manos por ti y por tu vida. Ver tu reflejo en sus miradas. Sentirme parte de un mundo que habéis creado las tres. Sentir que estás observándonos, observándolas estés dónde estés… Sonriendo, bailando y nadando entre mareas de tus dos hogares.
Soy muy afortunada de haberte conocido, pero la suerte no acaba ahí… porque te seguiré conociendo más y más a través de ellas.
Kiki.

Missing you
It seems unbelievable that the world has kept turning, the days and weeks have passed, and it is nearly a year since you died, my Ali. It’s still so surreal.
In the first days it was just shock and disbelief and then frenetic activity while we sorted out everything that made up your life here in Malaga. Then we were all back at work and in a kind of make-believe reality of carrying on without you by our sides, pretending that everything was OK, trying hard not to cry too much in public, trying to be there for each other, trying to cope with the sorrow and loss and the whole process of grieving. And then there were finally quiet times when I thought that I knew what it meant and that I had accepted that you were never coming back, that you hadn’t just gone away for a while (as you used to) soon to be home with stories of your travels, presents for everyone and a thousand photos to show, and I could finally breath more easily because you were here, where you should be, by our sides.
I was wrong though. Because I hadn’t even started missing you.
Now I know, or at least I tell myself that I do, what it is to miss you. Every day, every moment, you are always on my mind, in everything I do. You’re a constant presence, even in my dreams. And I miss you in literally countless ways.
I miss your company. I miss your spontaneity. I miss your fun, your laughter. I miss your exuberance. Your optimism. I miss your messages. Your phone calls. I miss your complicity. I miss the comfort, the security of having you there for Isi, another mother, a mentor. I miss moaning and bitching with you, then miss counting our blessings. I miss your loyalty, your lack of judgement, on my side whatever I do or decide. I miss your solidness, knowing you would come when I call… “give me 10 minutes and I’ll come over on the moto” bringing wine, or medicine, or just sympathy. I miss Wednesday nights. Friday evenings. The sales. A day at the rastro. Jumping in the car and going somewhere, anywhere. Beach afternoons. Coffee in the barrio. Cocktails somewhere innovative. A walk along the paseo. Our infamous weekends away. I even miss the bad times, when we properly needed each other. I miss my confidant, the keeper of my secrets, being the bearer of yours (one day I will have to kill you, you know too much). I miss your naughtiness. That cheeky smile. I miss your fumbly-ness. Even your lateness! I miss your physicality, your hugs, holding your arm while we strolled. I miss our stories, piecing them together between us both. I miss our memories. I miss the ones we were going to make.
Most of all I miss your unconditional love.
Does a year mean I’m over this? Does it hell. There will never be another Ali. And that uniqueness, that depth of friendship, comes around once in a blue moon. How could a year erase all that we’ve lived and all that you were? Isi is worried that now people will expect us to “move on” and stop grieving, stop talking so much about you. Yea, that is definitely not going to happen.
You said “happy and happily” and, as I’m sure you’re watching, you know that it’s what we’re doing. We have fun times, we go out, we laugh, we do stuff, we meet friends, we party, we drink wine, we make the effort, we dance, we try new things, we go on holidays, we put our best foot forward, we enjoy life. We are surrounded by people we love, we are looked after, we support each other, we appreciate all of it. We are living as much as possible because you can’t anymore, so we’re living for you too.
But still……. When all is said and done. We miss you. We miss you. We just miss you.

Hoy me ha costado levantarme de la cama…a veces sueño q todo ha sido una pesadilla y al despertar me invade la congoja porque ya no te veré más ….oh Ali….no es tan fácil no estar triste… como dice lilian los q están se lo merecen todo…aunque hay días q es difícil verlo…hoy es uno de esos días….pero al leer todo lo escrito por tanta gente q te quiere me siento mejor y acompañada por los tuyos y por ti…de alguna manera ahora estás en todos los q te queremos como dice Isi….te siento cerca…eres nuestra protectora …nos cuidas…pero siempre te echaré de menos …oh Ali cuanto te quiero❤🧜‍♀️🌻💋

Las palabras nunca son más fuertes que las imágenes que generan, en el caso de Ali tenía la misma fuerza en ambas.
Son incontables las veces que oí hablar de ella antes de conocerla y ya sentía una fuerza inmensa, un ejemplo a seguir, una mujer de la que sentirte orgullosa por cruzar su vida.
Cuando finalmente pude ver con mis propios ojos esa valentía a la vida y las relaciones, lo único que podía pensar es ” ojala algún día nos vean a isi y a mí de la misma forma que a Rachel y Ali”.
De todos los ejemplos que he visto en mi vida en relaciones adultas jamás me identifiqué con ninguna hasta conocerlas a ellas, la amistad por encima de todo y todos, y en el fondo supe que podía ser real ese lazo inquebrantable.
Ali, gracias por hacer a Isi tan feliz, por susurrarme en los viajes familiares las palabras en ingles que no me sabía, por admirar en Grecia las columnas y reírnos de las estatuas absurdas de los museos.
Una y mil copas de vino en tu honor, con amor Marina.

To Ali,

Alibali you are everywhere. I guess you are everywhere because you always have been, during my entire life. There is not one thing I have done that you weren´t there.

When I was 3 I was told I had to go to the toilet on my own, like a big girl. It was the most stressful moment of my childhood; my mum had decided I was going to wear tights that day, and trying to pull them up “my tights went all rollypolly and I couldn´t do it”. As I cried telling you and my mum, you started crying too, and still did years after that by just remembering the story. You forced my mum never to put me in tights again. Thank you.

When I was 5 I got the worst sore throat ever. My mum took me to your place for you to look after me. After you painted my legs and had an artyfarty session with me, you gave me the worst drink in the planet: hot water, ginger, lemon and honey. You shoved it down my throat. When I was ill you stopped being fun Alibali to be mother Alibali. I still cringe at the taste; and still, I have made it for myself every time I have gotten sick since then.

When I was 7 you took me to watch pirates of the Caribbean. You created a monster. After that all we could do was play pirates on the beach, me always being Jack Sparrow and you Barbosa. You and me, back to back, a “pala” between our hands – One, two, three steps, counted out loud, and BOOM – shoot each other – one fell to the sand – ARRG to that! The pirate thing kept going until the very last day I saw you. I was always your little poppet.

When I was 9 you, my mum, my dad and myself went to Disney Land Paris. That´s when we started to call each other roommates / sisters; there was always my parents on one bed, and me and you on another. One night on that trip, in my sleep, I put my foot on your hip and pulled the blanket with all my strength to my side. Since that day you always asked for an extra blanket for you – “I´m not bloody sharing blanket with the kid!”. As the years passed that sentence evolved to “Never share a mojito with the kid!” – Famous words that you and my mum even thought of using as the name of the cocktail bar you were going to open in a future.

When I was 10 you took me to Wok Asia on one of our Isi/Ali days out – some shopping first and go back to the flat to glam up. Let me add, you let me pick out your outfits – I was ten people, she had a lot of fucking courage! Anyway, in spotty skirts, leopard print and a lot of jewelry we went to what became our favorite place… tradition, tradition! We had a massive laugh attack, I peed myself, you ended up crying and throwing everything off the table, and all because we found it hilarious to burp out loud and scare the waiters off.

When I was 15, I learned how to drive a motorbike. The years of us sharing beso begun. I would run over to yours whenever you weren´t using the bike to steal it from you and go for a ride. I still did that at the age of 23. If I could, I´d be the driver and you´d be at the back, and at every traffic light we would make loud motorbike sounds, pretending we were on a Harley Davidson instead of a little red vespa. We also sung Black Eyed Peas at the top of our lungs when the lights turned green.

When I was 18 you came to see me and Uni. “It should be meeeeee” started to be your most used sentence. I would call you so much to update you on my lessons and proyects. You were always as excited as I was, so genuinely interested in what I was up to and what I had to say about art, sometimes even more excited that myself! I found in you my art partner; at the end of the day, it was always you who brought out my arty side and made me enjoy it so much.

When I was 21 my boyfriend came to visit me to Malaga. He had never met any of you – he was panicking and so was I. I knew that introducing you and my mum at the same time was going to be way too much – you two together are quite the show – Luigi and Luchiano come out to play and start having way too much fun. So I kindly asked you if you minded meeting him the next morning for breakfast instead of for dinner – “Yes of course” you said. Hours later I walked in to my house, Alex on my side, ready to have dinner with my mum. And, guess what? Ali opened the door with a bottle of wine in her hand shouting “Aleeeexx!” and filling him with sloppy kisses. “I love to embarrase you and you know it!” she said. Cara dura. I mean, what could I expect really – welcome to the family!

These are just 8 little moments selected of my whole existence. I have never existed without you. I was born into being Baby Boo, Alibali´s little lamb. You were always part of every step I took in life, from the literal first step to me growing to be my own person. You were always my proud aunty, the proudest.
I guess something I really miss is you watching me grow. Important moments in my life are happening : I´m finally finding my feet, moving in the direction I want – my first real job in the art world . And maaaaaan would you like it!!! Everyday I go to work I hear “It should be meeeee”. I secretly show you things and talk to you when no one is looking. Everyday I leave the Gallery wanting so badly to call you.
And there are so many other moments to come that I just can´t imagine without you – how am I going to have children that will never get to meet you? How am I going to meet new people that will never know you? How am I going to see my mother grow old without you by her side?

But I have decided that you are here. You are everywhere. You are in me. Because you always have been so you will always be. You will hold my hand through every step I take, just in a different way. And I know you are still the proudest aunty I have, because I know you can still see me – well you ARE in me.

I love you with my whole heart, and I will miss you every day of the rest of my life. You are the best tita / best friend / second mother anyone could ever have. I am the most fortunate girl to have been your little baby boo.

Still can’t find words… I wish I could have some more laughs with you but at least we had some and that makes me very happy. Your smile, your personality…, helped me a lot my first days working with you. I will miss you but I will always smile when I make a cup of tea my way and how angry you got with me when I did so. A huge hug Ali!

Ali,,,Taylorrr,,,como te hecho de menos y hoy mucho mas , no logro hablar en pasado de ti ni como un recuerdo , pero me faltas cerca , siempre cerca, Ali como puede ser que el dia de hoy durante muchos años lograbas mas magia de la acostumbrada , eras capaz de juntar durante todo el año cositas y envolverlas para este dia , siempre feliz de verme feliz y mientras me dabas los regalos uno a uno ,bailabas,besabas,cantabas, bueno lo hacías a pesar de no ser tu fuerte jjjjj,pero ahi estabas y si no estabas al volver de inglaterra me lo compensadas por mil. Madre mia cuanto amor ,perdona por no ser extenso porque me aflojo , gracias por hacerme feliz ,te amo. En estos dias seguire escribiendote un poco mas .

Ali, I can’t find the words to express how I feel. Still trying to digest what all this means to me and everyone else.

You are very much loved by so many people, by all who have been lucky to be around you in a way or another. I clearly remember the day I met you, a few years ago… There was definitely something special about you..that day, when I found out you were from NZ, I couldn’t help myself and gave you the biggest hug ever. I felt inmediately close to you.

Your earrings, which I’ve always loved. Your beautiful dresses from the charity shops in Harrow… you got me into that..
I can’t imagine going back and not seeing you around, walking down the stais in the morning… the colour of your eyes and your big smile always there…
I have learnt from the people who were very close to you that we can’t be sad but remember you as you were..as you are. That is exactly what I will do.

Thank you for everything you have shared with us and for reminding us all that we are here to enjoy every minute of it.
I think of you a lot.
Always in my heart❤

Ali Babe!
I’m gutted, this was not meant to happen. You were going to come through this and we thought we would still be able to FaceTime and chat when you flitted back in to our lives in NZ! We weren’t prepared for this to happen. Gone way too soon.
I look back on the adventures we all had in the 80s in the halcyon and hedonistic days of the travel industry. The pay was shite but boy did we have a good time! Such fun! Laugh, party, work and do the same again. Each week was a blast. From the 1990 Commonwealth Games Village where we volunteered (so that we could check out the athletes); pretending to be stuntwomen or morticians; the A&P crew and social club; the parties we had at Bradford Street and your treasured visits home to NZ will always be fond memories. Your family and your friends loved you and you take a part of all of us with you.
Sleep easy my friend.
Love you, Katie x

I haven´t had the courage to write, and still don´t feel I can put down in words what it is she made me feel and keeps on making me feel. In these moments of loss, of Ali and therefore of a part of me, I can only manage to write what I read in her funeral. At some point, I will continue to write some more to her. This is it for now.

I was never taught friendship. I just lived it. I grew up seeing it every single day. “Friends are the family you choose” was said in my house on a day to day basis. I grew up with two women that were one, partners in crime, and me the kid. I saw how friendship could be even more than family, I saw how they just existed together, they were just intrinsic in one another.
I also saw it in myself, in us. Alibali, you are more than an aunt; you are my sister, my friend, my roommate at many times, my dress up partner. You are the person I wanted to be when I was older. You are the one that made me a pirate. I am who I am because of you. Because of Rach and Ali, Luigi and Luigianno, mamibami and alibali.
I will always see you in every wave. I will always see you in every sunset.
I will see you in every trip, in every goofy laugh, in every glass of wine we have (so I ́ll be seeing you a lot ).
But most importantly, I will always see you in my mum and in myself. We are a part of you and you are a part of us. That will just never change.

Nunca me enseñaron que es la amistad. Simplemente la viví. Crecí mamándola. “La familia son los amigos que eliges” era algo dicho en mi casa día si y día también. Crecí con dos mujeres que eran una, cómplices, y yo “the kid”. Ví como la amistad puede llegar a ser más que la familia, vi como simplemente existían juntas, eran intrínsecas la una en la otra.
Tambien lo ví en mi misma, en nosotras. Era más que mi tita; era mi hermana, mi amiga, mi compañera de habitación en muchas ocasiones, mi compañera de disfraces. Era la persona que yo quería ser cuando fuera mayor. Ella me hizo pirata. Soy quien soy por ella. Por Rach y Ali, Mario y Luigi, mamibami y alibali.
Siempre te veré en cada ola, en cada atardecer.
Te vere en cada viaje, en cada carcajada, en cada copa de vino que tomemos (asi que te estaré viendo mucho amiga)
Pero sobretodo, siempre te veré en mi madre y en mi misma. Somos una parte de ti y tu eres una parte de nosotras. Y eso nunca jamas va a cambiar.

I am grateful that our paths have crossed. You had the power to lighten up a room full of people simply with a smile. I’ll cherish the memory of that smile, along with your kindness and joy forever. You will be so missed!

Ali loved a book of poems by Rupi Kaur given to her by her sister Katie. She often kept it by her bedside and folded down so many pages that it is hard to choose which she would have loved the best. It has 4 chapters, “the hurting”, “the loving”, “the breaking” “the healing”.
I choose two or three from “the healing”, love has so many forms and so many of us loved and were loved by our amazing Ali. This is for you:
“most importantly love
like it’s the only thing you know how
at the end of the day all this
means nothing
this page
where you’re sitting
your degree
your job
your money
nothing even matters
except love and human connection
who you loved
and how deeply you loved them
and how you touched the people around you
and how much you gave them”

“i have
what i have
and i am happy

i’ve lost
what i’ve lost
and i am
still
happy”

“if the hurt comes
so will the happiness
– be patient”

I only met Ali a few times, when she came with my lovely daughter Rachel, to visit us on the Isle of Skye, and later, in Malaga. Such a vibrant soul, such a wonderful companion. A real pleasure to meet up with her, every time. A great person to have as a friend, especially for Rachel.

Rachel asked me today whether I might like to put the poem I wrote last month into Ali’s rememberance site. I wrote it when I was feeling the loss of my close friend, Elyan, very strongly. I hope it resonates!

This loss, achingly real, in the small things,
In the utter silence, no coughs, no rustles,
No sound of steps down the corridor.
Even more than silence, no sense of presence,
Of auras reaching out to communicate
Wordlessly.

36 years of companionship
Cut short- of blessings, mixed blessings
And compromises, mutual
Understanding, generosity, support.
A world full of colour and flexible form,
Ice grey.

Slow relief from pain, regrowing
A hopefully anticipated connection-
Through the numbness, howls and tears,
Released into a peace of sorts,
Aware of the world outside,
Tentative.

Spring brings bird-song and crocuses,
Bud-swell, fledging sparrows surviving
In the eaves across the road,
Sunlight stretching into early evening,
The house, a cocoon overwintered
To fresh form.

Sevilla 1993, Ramon says to me “You’ve got to meet my friends, Rachel & Ali!” Then ensued a whirlwind of meeting up on nights out on the ‘marcha’, dancing at the Feria and celebrating the fun of life. Fast forward to London 1994/5, more nights out, 1970s disco dancing at Starsky & Hutch and soup bowls balanced on knees in a London flat. Looking back, I think we only hung out for a couple of years, Ali, but you made such an impression on me – as others have said, the way you connect to people, delighted to see them with enthusiastic greetings, tactile, sharing your infectious zest for life, mischief and fun. You once told me how your mum used to leave treasure hunts around the house for you when you were kids – and you continued that sense of fun and adventure. Your admiration and love for your soul sister, Rachel, even back then, was unique and wonderful to witness; you complement each other so well, like two peas in a pod!
I feel so grateful to have met you and spent time with you, even for that short period in our lives, before we both moved on to pastures new, and later over Facebook. Even more than that, I’m so glad the world got to have you in it Ali, touching the lives of so many. You made everyone feel special when, in fact, it was you that was the special one all along!
Andy & I wish you much love on your onward journey, your next big adventure! And when I look at the sky on a clear night, I almost imagine the twinkling of the stars is one of your cheeky winks. Besos xxx

I’ve tried so many times to say how I feel but don’t seem to have the words. I feel very privileged to have known you. You probably did not know it but you made such an impact on my life even though I didn’t know you for long. You gave confidence to teach and made me believe in in myself. I will never forget your warmth, positivity and energy. Your light was infectious touching everyone around you. You were one amazing lady that I will miss but will forever be in my heart.

There’s something everlasting and eternal about my sister Ali.

Even when I was young and had barely spent much time with her at all, I knew all about the legendary Alison Taylor – who fearlessly lived in a foreign country worlds away from home; who taught herself Spanish, and instilled herself into the community and culture of this little place called ‘Malaga’; who went everywhere and did everything with her bestest friend Rachel; they travelled all over the world and did the wackiest things – usually in fancy dress.

She was like the lead heroine from an adventure book you read as a child, and she embodied everything I hoped to become once I got older.

I was fortunate in my late teens to spend some months living with Ali in her little torre. I gained a new sister in Katie, as Ali shared the other side of her family with me, and proceeded to open up her whole life in Malaga for us both to see. I don’t know if Ali realised how much she really set the course of my adult life, after that Spring in Malaga.

I could go on and on about all the life lessons, and less-educational-but-highly-entertaining happenings of the time I’ve spent with Ali. The wonderful thing is I don’t have to go on and on, because I know that the unconditional love and enthusiasm she shared with me, she shared with absolutely everyone she knew! I’ll never know where she garnered all that energy to ceaselessly greet everybody with the biggest and most affectionate “HOLA GUAPA!” – I think her voice will echo in my head for the rest of my life.

I don’t think I thought the day would ever come where we would be without Ali in our lives – something about living legends make you feel they’ll always be there. But, I do know – her fierce love for her Kiwi and Spanish families, and her vivacious zest for life are invincible, and that is the legacy Ali leaves behind with us all.

I will always be emboldened by Ali’s memory to not take myself so seriously, to get out there and see the world at all costs, to befriend and learn to understand people from all walks of life, to dress in more colour, to be generous with my time and energy, to squeeze more fun into any situation, and to cherish my loved ones SO hard and not let our bashful kiwi tendencies get in the way of that.

And so – my sister Ali, “the legend”, you are indeed eternal to us all ❤️

What can I say about Ali? That she was sunlight on the cloudiest day, a warm gust of fresh air when everything seemed stale, laughter when you felt like crying; the kind of soul who you are lucky to meet once in a lifetime.
I met Ali, as did so many of us, through Rachel. Ali and Rachel, Rachel and Ali – you couldn’t mention one without the other. Ali became part of the circle of people I am proud to call my friends, and from day one I just loved her. She was warm, funny, interesting, passionate, she always had time to listen and her empathy was one of the things we all seem to agree on as something rare and wonderful. Over the years I have shared with Ali nights of wine, gin, food and laughter; parties, clubs, trips, markets, birthdays, picnics…so many memories. Her presence always lit up the room, I have some beautiful memories of times at my own home when Ali brought her lovely spicy biscuits, and when we sang our hearts out to all the old cheesy classics while celebrating Christmas with the rest of our gang. The silly games, humming tunes while giggling, rolling our eyes as Rachel read out lottery numbers for our Secret Santa gifts…happy days and nights.
Then there was Ali the teacher and the examiner. Again, I have been lucky enough to also be in her life in those roles, often gving her lifts to jobs and catching up in the car, then examining together – always such a pleasure to work with her. She would always buy my coffee as a totally unnecessary thank you, How I will miss seeing her roll up on her trusty (not always!) moto, apologising for being late (which for jobs she really wasn’t, can’t say the same for nights out!)
And the last time we talked, you were drinking coffee on your terrace the day before the big op. You were nervous of course, but upbeat, positive, thinking of others before yourself, how we weren’t to worry. Totally you.
I still cannot process what has happened, still can’t believe you won’t be there when we can finally have a group get together once more. But you will be there, you live on in all of us, we carry a piece of you in our hearts. Because we were so, so lucky to share your life and that light that shone from you can never be dimmed. I think we have all vowed to love our lives not just “happy and happily” but “full and fully”, you taught us that – in 52 years you lived so much more than most people would in 80+ years. Your energy and zest for life, your intrepid spirit and fearlessness for travel and new experiences serves as an example to us all.
So, I will miss you darling Ali, so much, but I will always cherish the memories of times spent together. I will look after your soul sister and I will see you in the waves, in the rays of the sun, in a rainbow, always smiling. Fly high. xxxxx

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♥️

Beautiful Ali, you touched my life briefly but with great impact. Vivacious, vibrant, vivid, gorgeous, generous, full of exuberant sparkle and joy.
I have a lasting memory of you from Candy’s Zoom lockdown house parties, we danced together across continent’s and just a few short weeks ago you were sharing your badass superhero soul.
Fly Ali fly ❤

Ali, I am so shocked and sad that you are no longer with us.

There are very few people that I’ve met and thought ‘that’s a really kind beautiful human being’. You were that and so much more. I remember meeting you at Candy’s birthday party a very long time ago, and then seeing you on the Saturday night lockdown zoom parties…you had not changed at all. You were fun, funny, always laughing, with such a positive attitude and energy – not to mention your beautiful taste in clothes and jewellery.

Reading through the messages shows what a truly special person she was and how Ali touched so many lives. A rare gift indeed. I feel blessed to have known you Ali. Gone far too soon but you will always be remembered.

My deepest condolences to Ali’s family and friends.

I first met Ali years ago in Spain through my friend Claire. Too many fun times were had…from Sex and the City at the Tamisa Hotel, hippy trips to Tarifa, a hen do in Malaga and a wedding in the UK. All my memories of Ali are of an uber stylish, vibrant, upbeat, intelligent, beautiful and caring person. She had great taste in friends who cared for her deeply and I know she will leave a big hole in everyones lives. I feel lucky to have experienced a little ‘sprinkling’ of Ali over the years and that I knew her just enough to know how amazing she was ❤ My love and thoughts go out to all her friends and family and Rach and Issi xxxxx

Ali I am so sorry to hear you are no longer with us. I can’t believe it. Such a vibrant, bright light you will never truly be gone. Your presence was felt by everyone you came into contact with and you will remain in their memories and hearts. Sleep tight xxxxx

Querida Alison siempre te recordaré con tu sonrisa, tu optimismo, tu alegría, tu buen hacer con los que te rodeaba, has dejado una huella que no se olvida.

Un beso

10 things I learnt from my big sister blister
1. A love of photos – taking them, being in them, posing for them, collecting, posting and sharing them. In the end, it has been so special having my favourite memories frozen in time and in colour. They make me feel like I am there with you again. In Spain. In New Zealand. In Hawaii. I can hear your laugh just by looking at your smile and feel your hug just by looking at a photo of us hugging. But honestly woman, you took so many god damn photos! Haha
2. A hate love relationship with g-strings – the most impractical, horrifically uncomfortable but cheeky brief
3. A dislike for anything beige and boring – especially anything from Country Road
4. How to make and maintain friendships. You were a direct role model for me during my year abroad, when I was 18 and impressionable. I would not have formed the unbreakable bonds I have with my group of girls, if you haven’t shown me how important, satisfying and valuable it is. You have left behind a piece of your heart and a piece of your soul in the friendships you have cherished – I feel you in Rachel and in Isi; in Alicia and Lilian; in Nacho; in Ang, Dina and Candy; and in the many more people who will live life with you on their shoulder.
5. To not be afraid to do things by myself, or for myself, and never forgetting the strength of being a woman.
6. A love of getting dressed up – whether into heels and lipstick, or into wigs and fancy dress – there is always an excuse, you just have to look closely for it (or in your case not that closely…)
7. How to be a good daughter. We all know you were the golden child – yes, I know you’ll be rolling your eyes – but good grief you leave some big shoes and a heavy mantle. You taught me to patient with Mama, to love her flaws, empower and encourage her quirks and respect her for the powerful goddess she is. I’m still working on some of them, but I promise that I will try to be the best daughter I can be, and in your absence, Nick, Jon and I promise to look after Mum and love her endlessly, just like you do.
8. How to party. Between you, mum and I we really have organised a shin dig or two. It must run in our genes just like being late and loving champagne.
9. I must have definitely caught the most infectious form of travel bug from you. It’s a very expensive hobby and I blame you for this. There is so much of this world to see, and you got to see such a big chuck of it. Always one to embrace a different language, exotic foods and befriend foreigners without batting an eyelid – a real life Carmon San Diego.
10. Sloppy, big lipstick kisses – the type that you have to wipe off before going out in public. Please have one of these big sloppy kisses waiting for all of us, along with a big mojito, a bit of Fat Freedys and a slice of sunshine. My world will not be the same without you in it, but every adventure and milestone will be celebrated together and I can’t wait to share them all with you. Por supuesto guapa, muchos besos fuertes para siempre xx

Dear Ali,
It was a pleasure to have met you as teacher and as person. Your contagious good vibes have illuminated many grey mornings.
Wherever you are I am sure you are shinning!
You will always have a special place in my heart ❤.
I will miss U.

Our beautiful mermaid, pirate who always made everything so much fun! I was so lucky to meet you and Rachel in the Expo in 1992, we then stayed on in Sevilla and Candy joined the gang! So many dance floors, parties and little wines between Sevilla, Granada, London and Malaga over 29 years! You have given up the mermaids tower many times for us to stay over the years and whipped up a lovely lunch on your terrace. Martha and Finn always loved hanging out with Ali and would usually leave your flat with some funky shades or something to dress up in!

Neil and I loved having you to stay after your summers at Pilgrims when you would arrive barely able to speak and we would try to look after you a bit and hear all your tales….attempting the assault course after a few drinks was a particular favourite!

We are so lucky to have had you in our lives and will cherish all of our memories and keep your spirit and lust for life and our hearts!

Querida Alison:

Me he quedado sin palabras y enfadada al ver lo injusta que a veces es la vida … Tuve el placer de conocerte a través de una pantalla, la cuál traspasabas con tu cariño y cercanía, ojalá hubiese podido ser en persona… Gracias por esos ratitos que aunque clases eran, estaban llenas de risas y sobre todo gracias por hacerme creer en mí misma.
¡Vuela muy alto preciosa!

Ali, your beautiful smile and warm presence radiated the screen as we danced to the many songs selected for our zoom ‘house’ party. Though my acquaintance with you was not long in terms of years, my encounter of your joyous spirit will remain in my heart forever. You always had positive words filled with energy and this will be your legacy. You are a beautiful soul and I feel privileged and blessed to have known you. Rest in peace.

From the first time I remember meeting Ali 20 years ago in Spain through to the last time we met a couple of years ago in London, she never changed – she was always the same smiling, ecstatic, energetic, interested, compassionate soul, who could make it feel she was your greatest friend for those few moments you were together despite you seeing each other once in a blue moon. I was always in awe at how she could forge a bond with anyone of any age – from toddler to grandpa – and leave a trail of lasting friendships in her wake. She became a part of our family with a connection to every generation, and she always will be.

I’ll be forever grateful for all of the time we spent together. From working together at Pilgrims to drinking cocktails on the beach in Spain. We had so much fun, or ‘TOO MUCH FUN’ as you’d always say. I was so lucky to know you for so many years.

Thank you for being an amazing friend and the most fun, positive person ever. You’ll always be a huge inspiration to me and life will not be the same without you – nor would we want it to be.

Dear Ali, I still can’t believe it, these days have been very hard for me.It’s going to be difficult to find an English teacher as amazing, as kind, as helpful and as happy as you were, but one thing I know is that I will never forget you, it has been awesome having clases with you during these eight years. I want to thank you for everything, not only for the English you have taught me, but also for being a friend for me.Even though you are gone, you will always remain in our hearts❤️

Fly high beautiful lady! You were always a bright light from the ‘A&P-family’ days through to London, and beyond. Thank you for being a friend and more and for sharing that beautiful gypsy smile with the world. Fun and fond memories always Ali. X❤️

I first got to know Ali in the early 90s after my sister Claire met her and Rachel on their travels and became lifelong friends. When I travelled solo to New Zealand in early 1995, Ali’s mum Bridget and family very kindly welcomed me into their home in Auckland and Ali and Rachel showed me a good time – always one of their special talents. In the years since, I caught up with Ali many times on our holidays to Spain. When my son was about five, I remember Ali taking him for spin around Malaga on the back of her moped, which he thought was very cool! Ali was always great company; full of fun, warm, friendly, kind and thoughtful, with an eternal free spirit. The last time I saw Ali was two years ago when Claire and I took our parents (who had also fallen in love with Ali) for a long weekend in Spain. We had a long, boozy lunch at El Puerto in Fuengirola, never imagining it would be the last time we’d spend together. Ali crammed so many adventures into her life – she certainly knew how to live – and my heart goes out to her family and to Rachel and Isi, to whom she was so much more than a friend. Rest in peace Guapa xx

From the time she was a tiny baby, Alison was the sweetest girl — not the forever crying baby or tyrannical toddler. She was a happy, content child. (Her grampy called her Alison Mckenzie of Peyton Place fame.) When the Taylor family embarked on their international work life, Alison was an able caretaker for her younger brothers and, to some degree, for her parents, too!

Her life in NZ, Australia, Britain and eventually Spain was exactly how she wanted to live. With her vitality and marvelous sense of humor, she had an ability to attract lifelong friends at any age or location. We were reminded of this reading her remembrance page. We knew Alison was popular, and the comments bear this out — the posts were heartwarming to Janice and me.

Our greatest regret was not visiting Alison in Spain, though a trip there was in planning stages once the pandemic gave us the all clear. We lived and enjoyed Alison’s Spanish life through photos and messages and always noted that she was surrounded by friends and excitement — this was what she thrived on, you see! But we count our lucky stars to have spent precious time with her on visits to Hawai`i and New Zealand where we shared long walks, giant family meals, and even amazing flamenco dancing by her dear Issi!

Not unlike you, Alison’s passing came as a terrible shock to us — one that only time will heal. But we take great comfort knowing she was surrounded by people who love her as much as we do. We trust she’ll be as lucky to have such love and companionship during her next adventure.

A hui hou, Alison

Ali, your insatiable hunger for life, your fun-loving, free-spirited personality. Everything about you will be so sorely missed by so many people whose hearts you touched.

During all those summers, we built up such an awesome partnership and bond; the likes of which can only really come through Pilgrims. We complemented one another so well and I learnt so much from you.

I think you’re the one person who enjoyed dressing up even more than me. You certainly enjoyed going into Harrow to buy stuff more than I did. Although you did occasionally drag me down and there’s nobody I’d rather walk around Wilkos with! Never again will I ever buy a tube ticket without thinking about you and your meticulously worked out way to take on the machine!

Oh, and your love for your notebook and its handwritten pull out 3-week plan. If it wasn’t in the notebook, it wasn’t worth knowing. I promise I’ll write stuff down from now on.

I can’t believe we won’t get to do that one last summer. You’re a great friend and I’ll never forget all the fun and laughs we had together.

You brought so much positivity into the lives of all of us who were lucky enough to know you so The Oscar for The Greatest Person you could ever wish to meet goes to Ali Taylor.

I’ll miss you old girl. You’ll forever be the Duchess of Harrow xx

Like Lisa and Michelle, I remember you from Atlantic and Pacific days. Even more than 30 years later – I still remember that dazzling smile and that exuberant love for life. Right now I’m thinking about that A&P softball tournament at Okahu Bay. A sunny day, good friends, you, undera baseball cap, wearing that smile and those hoop earrings. Smile on.

Honoured and Privileged / Never Forgotten
I feel honoured and privileged to have shared so many moments with you, Ali
From beach days to Friday night copas, Birthdays, Christmas and Easter parades.
Road trips and overseas adventures – flights almost missed!
Honoured and privileged to have worn many a costume, and watch you touch the lives of so many students and staff. You taught us so subtly how to be free. My Pilgrims WOW sister, always with me.
Honoured and privileged to have been loved by you.
Honoured and privileged to have laughed and cried with you.
Honoured and Privileged to have had a friend in you.

Never Forgotten
You’ll never be forgotten
That simply cannot be.
As long as I am living
I’ll carry you with me.
Safely tucked into my heart
Your light will always shine;
A glowing ember never stilled,
Throughout the end of time.
No matter what the future brings;
Or what may lie ahead,
I know that you will walk with me,
Along the path I tread.
So rest my angel,
Be at peace and let your soul fly free.
One day, I’ll join your glorious flight
For all eternity.

Love Always

Sister’s soul sister

I met you… early 90s
In tow from America, a new sister?
With tales of exploits, scrapes,
Plans for a swashbuckling future
Excited, exuberant, effervescent
(and with a questionable taste in music…)

How you fitted, became a fixture
Brightening, widening, connecting

Moments of zest, aching tears of laughter and fun…

Granada, Christmas gifts from families far and wide
Peruvian hats, dolphin bags, crazy photos

The London years,
Starsky and Hutch freak outs,
New Cross pot luck lunches,
Park picnics, Peckham, Greenwich, Richmond
With your soul sister, twins in Chinese pyjamas
Bursting in at Heathrow arrivals

Then Izzy time,
Perpetual make-believe,
Donkey, or puss in boots, pirate adventures
There, you became a mermaid
Tita de corazon

In your Malaga tower, (fitting for a princess of the seas)
You welcomed, hosted, buoyed
Refuge for shipwrecked souls
and adventuring pioneers
Days of sun, salt, seaweed,
sand, sea, sisterhood

Unique you, in your tide
We became a better version
Bigger, braver, bolder
Like you, flying sea and sand encrusted,
We carry Ali magic within us
Watch how we ride the waves
Lighter, faster, prouder

We knew Ali
See how we shine!

Querida Alison, en mi último whatsapp, estando ingresada te dije
“descansa y sueña en cosas bonitas y en todo el mundo que te quiere”. Y tu respuesta fue un corazón grande, rojo intenso y latiendo. Sigue así cariño, sueña con lo bonito y aquí tienes a la gente que te quiere, todos muy agradecidos, orgullosos y felices de que hayas compartido con nosotros tu gran corazón, derrochado amor, alegría y discreción. Es la huella que nos has dejado y por supuesto, tu dulce sonrisa. Descansa en paz.

Thank you for the happy days we shared in Seville and Granada, so many treasured moments🤩

Heaven has gained a beautiful angel with a warm heart and bright smile. Big hugs, kisses and peace to all those you have left behind❤️ You will never be forgotten🌷💐

Querida Alison!
Que tristeza el saber que ya no volveremos a coincidir por los pasillos del colegio.
Nuestros horarios han sido incompatibles y han hecho que no tuviéramos un contacto más estrecho , pero siempre recordaré tus saludos acompañados de una bonita sonrisa que transmitía cercanía .
Siento muchísimo que te hayas marchado tan joven , pero estoy segura de que estarás en algún lugar mágico y bonito.
Estarás siempre en nuestros corazones.
Un abrazo grande para toda tu familia.
Te recordaremos siempre ❤️

Dear Ali,

You may no longer be here with us physically, but you will be in my heart always, always kind and loving, always smiling.

Xx

Querida Alison, aún seguimos en shock todos nosotros sobre tu muerte tan repentina. Vamos a echarte muchísimo de menos cada miércoles y viernes cuando mis tres hijos esperen esas maravillosas clases y conversaciones en inglés. Fueron 8 años contigo, aprendieron mucho, se divertían con una persona que era generosa, alegre y sobre todo muy buena. Aún recuerdo la última clase el 19 de marzo desde tu casa y on line porque estábamos muy lejos de Malaga, con tu sombrero de ganchillo y esa sonrisa tan características. Sabiendo que te deparaba una peligrosa operación, estabas feliz para no preocuparnos y haciendo planes para cuando volvieras a tener clases de nuevo con mis hijos. Gracias por todos estos años, donde estés seguirás haciendo feliz y enseñando tanto seguro, aquí te recordaremos siempre como fuiste, alegre, vital, un persona muy especial! Te echaremos de menos, descansa en paz!.

Dear Ali, I don’t have words… I can’t express how thankful I am to you and how much I love you. When I first came to Harrow I was afraid of everything but I learnt from you that we have to face life with a smile, as you did. You changed me. You changed me into what I am today. You taught me how to be a better person and I could never thank you enough for that. I had the chance to share with you 2 extraordinary summers in Harrow during which you were like a mother to me. You took care of me every day, you surrounded everyone with love and happiness, always with that wonderful smile of yours and always bringing joy to every moment. I am so grateful for having the chance to know you because you were and will always be for me an amazing, caring and unforgettable woman, an outstanding person… you will always be in my heart and I will never, never forget you. How you always supported me, how you helped everyone… Indescribable. Always full of happiness, a happiness that you shared with everyone. I just can’t describe how amazing you were… there are no words… you are just a MEGA WOW!
I will always remember you.
With all my love,
Jimena López ❤

Dear Ali Darling,
From the moment I met you all those years ago in London, after you and Rachel had done Camp America, I connected with you. You are and will always be a shining star whose loveliness radiated in every person that you touched. Whenever we all met, it was pure laughs, pretending to be whoever we wanted, letting our imaginations run wild. Your amazing spirit will live on in all of us and when we meet again we will continue where we left off – love you💗

ali, you are the most caring, generous and just over all amazing person ever. i was remembering my pink pirate t shirt you made me which i loved so much. Remembering how when me and mummy first moved to spain you opened up you amazing home for us to stay at, your mermaid tower. Even people who you only met for a split second, like mia who also stayed at your home, have so much love for you. I loved hearing all you crazy stories like when you and Rachie met Johnny Depp. Im happy to say that i’m smiling whilst writing this and you, your stories and your memory will never end. We all love you so much!!

Nuestra querida alison ,
Cuanto dolor de saber que te has ido , has formado parte de nuestra vida más de 10 años , los niños han crecido contigo y disfrutado cada aprendizaje de mucho tuyo , no sólo era el idioma sino la ilusión , creatividad , cariño , paciencia y entrega en tu trabajo . Los cuatro han estado contigo y eras parte de nuestra vida y nuestra casa . Graicas x darnos tanto y sobre todo en momentos difíciles que has sacado el cariño y la paciencia que mis hijos necesitaban , por tener Esa sonrisa siempre y siempre tan tan alegre . Siempre disfrutando de tdoo y eras un ejemplo en eso para mi sobre todo . Siempre tab ideal con ese estilo tan tuyo que sólo tú lo llevaba tan bien .
Ay alison este invierno quedamos que venías un día y en navidad lo pensé y leugo no nos vimos … y ya no estás … Eda sensación de no habernos despedido pero sin duda espero q algún día nos encontremos y que es una suerte haberte tenido y jamás te olvidaremos ni yo ni los 4 !!!! Cuanto dolor de esta noticia inesperada …… ya no me contarás tus viajes y tus ilusiones …. aunq aquí estemos muy tristes sin duda estarás bien y muy acompañada . Te queremos y un fuerte abrazo a toda tu familia y amigos más cercanos , siempre estaréis en nuestro corazón

Ali – a beautiful person inside and out, full of happiness and positive energy – laughter always bubbling close to the surface and we are so blessed to have been able to spend some truly memorable times with Ali over the years not only in Spain but also in NZ with her gorgeous family – those times we will never forget. Reconnecting with both Ali and Rach a few years ago at Claire’s wedding was a highlight in so many ways as the girls were all together again for a brief but happy time – boogieing away as always to our favourite disco music in formation, catching up as if the years between had been mere weeks.
Ali – until the next time guapa – may you continue to sparkle and bring joy to all who had the privalege of knowing you – all our love Claire & Shelagh xx

Ali, I have learnt so much from you, both personally and professionally. You continue to be a role model for myself and young women everywhere. I am so privileged to have had many joyful times with you.

You created a genuine sense of belonging on your Pilgrims courses (both for staff and students) which will continue for years to come. This, along with your endless love for everyone, is your legacy.

Thank you, guapa. I will never forget you, your wide open arms or your beaming smile.

I first met Ali & most of the lovely Málaga girls in 2017, when I had just lost my partner & needed a lot of support. They were so friendly, so welcoming, & I remember saying ‘I really love Ali, so kind, so warm’. From then on I got to know them all and enjoy their fantastic friendship, & I saw the fun side of Ali, her beautiful smile & energy; she so kindly included me in her 50th celebrations, what fun we had. Weekends away, swap shops, lunches and nights out, our ‘Valentines Day’, and that fabulous trip to my house in Fuente de Piedra as a housewarming & birthday bash; I can hear Ali’s laughter now. I stayed in her flat in the summer of 2019 while she was working at Pilgrim’s, waking up & seeing the sea out of her window and being in her surroundings made me feel like I was getting to know her even more. The last time I saw Ali was just before Christmas & she came bouncing up to me & threw her arms around me. I am going to remember that hug, that smile & laughter, & that wonderfulness which is Ali, forever ❤

Ali you were a legend of a person and your positivity, joy for life and love for others will live on through those that knew you. I was lucky to spend many great summers with you and am so glad you were my partner in crime directing those courses. You were one of the reasons to keep coming back. Never have I felt so glad to have someone next to me after the telling off we received in that Harrow library. #Assaultcoursegate. You were impossible not to love and I’ll miss you terribly.

Tita Ali te recordaré siempre como una de las personas que más magia y alegría han desprendido en mi vida. Tú sonrisa me ayudó siempre a querer mantener la mía. Te quiero mucho, juccylussy con cariño.

I was blessed to be one of Ali’s many sisters from Aotearoa New Zealand. We didn’t spend much time, but I knew of her love. She loved my children, she sprinkled her stardust, and I am brokenhearted for the ones who have loved her so deeply through the years. I am grateful for feeling the power of a woman’s life lived out loud. Sending love, strength and courage to you all, as you transition to life with Ali in your hearts, memories and imaginations. She taught me this: “e huri tō aroaro ki te rā, tukuna tō ataarangi ki muri i a koe”… Turn and face the sun and let your shadow fall behind you. Aroha nui, love in abundance <3

Ali, mi querida Ali. Tengo el corazón destrozado y no paro de pensar en tí. Eras y seguirás siendo maravillosa, divertida, cariñosa, cordial y muy amiga de tus amigos. Dejas un hueco enorme en nosotros. Te echaremos de menos muchísimo. Irradiabas luz y generosidad por doquier…Siempre te tendré en mi corazón guapa!! Nos has enseñado mucho de la vida. Disfrútala allá arriba. Un angel en el cielo.

Oh Ali, I’m so sad about this. I last saw you at Claire’s wedding where we planned to meet up when you had some spare time in London. I have happy memories of staying in your tower apartment in Malaga. I was always in awe of how you blended into Spanish life. I’m sorry for your friends to lose you like this. Adios guapetona cx

Beautiful, lovely, bubbly, infectious with happiness. You’ll be sorely missed by so so many.

No me puedo creer que ya no estás Ali. Te conocí hace 23 años, bailando un haka y pensé: ” qué divertida y sonriente”, y esos dos adjetivos te han descrito desde entonces. Eres un ser de luz Ali, que has brillado siempre y que seguirá haciendolo allá donde estés…te echaré de menos. Que la tierra te sea leve.

Pilgrims Summers will never feel the same without Ali.
The directors’ meeting in late May/early June was always the highlight of our year, as this was the time when we all met again, looking forward to being together again. Ali always played a huge part in cementing the cohesiveness of these events: her gregarious personality coupled with her knack to engage with everyone, enriched the ambiance in those gatherings. Her convivial rapport with others made her the insatiable source of positive energy within the Pilgrims teachers bubble. Whether individually or as a cohort, one always felt comfortable, in her presence. No words will capture the full sense of the warm strokes she radiated; she was a truly exceptional person!
The abundance of energy that she could maintain throughout a 3 week course kept teenagers inspired throughout; and this, year after year: Ali never aged! She maintained a youthful outlook throughout her life.
Like everyone else, I admired her; like everyone, I shall miss her within the Pilgrims family.

Hacía tiempo que nada sabía de ti. La vida da muchas vueitas, las circunstancias cambian, y sin darnos cuenta, pasan los años… Ali ya no está, me dijo mi hijo, en una llamada precipitada y nerviosa.. Cuando me lo explicó mas detenidamente.. mi ánimo se derrumbó y como en una película comenzaron a desfilar escenas familiares, entrañables en casa, celebrando cualquier cosa, abrazos, risas, chistes y Ali estaba allí.. La recuerdo así, con esa risa franca y abierta, tan natural.
Miro ahora la foto que encabeza su homenaje y me admiro lo bien elejida que está. Es toda una metáfora… esa sonrisa única, esa postura tan natural, así era, sencilla, ese mantón castizo, amor por esta tierra que la arropa. No sé ese fondo, pero yo pienso que ese Mediterráneo del que tanto disfrutó.
Sé que dejas un vacío enorme, y será proporcionado a la huella que dejas. Ya ves cómo te recuerdan quienes te han conocido.. Un ser luminoso y benéfico, que no caera en el olvido.. Donde estés seras feliz. Te queremos.

Maya Angelou once wrote, “I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” And tha’t exactly what I want to remember. You made everybody around you feel happier and better about themselves, and that is something not many people can do.
I was very fortunate to have met you, not only because we examined together, but most importantly because we worked together side by side for the past two years. You have been a blessing to our school. Rosario Moreno will never forget how you made us feel.
Ali, today I just want to celebrate your life, your kind heart, your fierce mind and your brave spirit. I will always treasure our last conversation, just when you found out you could no longer work. I was impressed by your courage and your determination to get well.
Ali, hard working, dedicated teacher, eager to learn and innovate, full of passion and compassion.
Thank you for having been a part of our “Cambridge Corner” at Rosario Moreno.
Hoy hay una estrella más en el cielo brillando con luz propia.

Que tristeza tenemos Ali, por nuestros amigos q ya no te van a tener en sus vidas, y por nosotros q a pesar de vernos una vez al año, durante muchos, supistes hacernos sentir queridos, escuchados siempre, y sobre todo acogidos. Tu alegría, cercanía y belleza serán imposibles de olvidar. Siempre Ali

Recordaré siempre tu simpatía y sonrisa ! Eres de esas personas que siempre quieres tenerlas al lado . Te echaré mucho de menos

Nobody but you! You’ll by my side, and i know It! ♥️

And now, the oceans have a new mermaid, the waves have a new sweet voice in the chorus, and the shadow is banished from her path.

Allá donde estés encantado de conocerte Alison. Fuiste una sonrisa constante, un buenos días o un buenas tardes por donde te veía aún estando de espaldas, y lo acompañabas de un que tal?, junto con tu sonrisa lo dicho, que ni la mascarilla ocultaba. Así que encantado y si me lo permites GRACIAS compañera por haberte conocido. Miles de besos!!!!!

Happy to have met this beautiful and lovely woman with a ready smile and good sense of humor. So sad that we cannot spend more time together, you left much too early and I keep you in mind and heart. 🌹❤️🌺😍🌸😍🌺❤️🌹

Una amiga y vecina muy divertida durante mis años felices en Málaga, recuerdos miles de nuestras risas, lágrimas(por tu parte pocas), cenas, escapadas, días de playa, de fiesta, conciertos, de cumpleaños, de confidencias, de alegrías y de penas…pero siempre con una GRAN sonrisa. Las circunstancias de la vida nos mantuvo separadas estos últimos años pero siempre te he tenido en mis fotos y en mis recuerdos de aquellos maravillosos años juntas.
Alison…tu has dejado huella en mi, principalmente por tu alegría, bondad y naturalidad. Nunca te olvidaré, estás en mi corazón y deseo de verdad que nuestras almas se vuelvan a reunir, eres una estrella más en el firmamento, cada noche antes de acostarme y desde mi balcón en Fuerteventura te sonreiré.
Siento muy profundamente en mi corazón que te hayas ido tan pronto, sobre todo porque tenía planeado visitarte después de tu operación y volver a abrazarnos…pero te fuiste….así que te deseo que estés en paz y sin perder esa sonrisa luminosa que tanto me enganchó de ti desde el primer día que te conocí ese día loco de la feria del 98.
Agradecida a la vida de haber compartido unos años junto a tí.
Te quiero 💖

Dónde descansan las sirenas? Nunca lo sabré, nunca fui sirena ni lo seré, cómo voy a saber dónde descansan las sirenas. Para ser sirena tienes que ser esbelta y guapa, tienes que saber nadar no solo bien, sino con estilo, con glamour, diciendo a cada aletada aquí estoy yo. Disfrutan de cada minuto, de cada segundo de la vida, dando luz y esperanza en este mar lleno de náufragos, sin saberlo, sin quererlo siquiera. Van de dos en dos, hermanadas, protegiéndose, complementándose y guiando a las de menor edad, educando y compartiendo, riendo y llorando. Riendo, a carcajadas limpias, puras y verdaderas, de esas que te desarman. Se fue Ali, una sirena, a descansar, dejando dentro mío un vacío aterrador pero a la vez la paz y el amor que solo las personas muy especiales son capaces de dar. Lo veo en mi hija, la veo a ella en mi hija, y me considero el hombre más afortunado del mundo. Descanse la sirena, donde ellas descansen, nunca nadará sola.

Ali you’ll be missing by my family who have been involved in your life through your time at Harrow, you were very much loved by us all and will be greatly missed, thank you for making the lives you’ve touched so awesome ❤️❤️❤️❤️

Ali, you were such an energetic and fun person! I will miss you and our Sundays at Rosario Moreno. Hope you are still shining wherever you are! Love always

Dearest Ali! I will never forget the time we shared together working on those summer courses in London! You were instrumental in turning those months of work into pleasure with your energy, your smile and your fun-loving nature. I’ll never forget us both dressing up as Santa and celebrating Christmas in the middle of July. There was never a dull moment. It was a real pleasure and privilege to work alongside you and spend time with you! You will be missed but never ever forgotten!! 💔

En preciosas ocasiones la vida te regala estrellas, personas y momentos que sobresalen, a los que vuelves con una sonrisa en la cara y un aleteo en el pecho. Toda tú, en todo momento, has sido esa gran estrella para todos los que hemos tenido la inmensa suerte de vivirte. Gracias por el inmenso amor que nos dejas. Volveremos mucho a los momentos contigo, mariposa fantástica. Gracias.

Ali, you were the definition of bubbly. Happiness oozed out of you and your smile was contagious. Your smile will live on forever in our hearts ♥️ You had this amazing ability to cheer anyone up. I started my examining journey with you, I’m going to miss laughing our asses off about the random noises my car would make!
Your positivity will be missed in this world, but I know you’ll be making people smile and laugh wherever you are ❤️

Oh Dear Ali! I will always remembering you smiling, bubbly, happy, shining!
We have laugh , you have been my shoulder in difficult occasions, and we always had a good laugh. I know you have left your body & mind , but your soul & your essence will remain eternally, and on your next life , I am sure you dont have many more left till you reach the Sadami ( Nirvana) will be even more beautiful! I hope we crossed path again in our next Lives! Love you ! 🕉💜

Alison, solo he coincidido contigo en pocas ocasiones y siempre a través de mi hermano. Recuerdo de ti esa mirada limpia y un semblante amable, sereno con esa sonrisa entre divertida y pícara. Me llamó la atención tu alegría y tú bondad.
Siento que te hayas ido tan pronto de tu vida. Gracias por tu presencia leal y vitalista en la vida de mi hermano y tant@s amig@s que dejas aquí. Siempre recordaré esa mirada limpia y serena. Gracias!!

Mate, what can I say…..right now, not much. Write this with tears of sadness mixed with tears of laughter at all our fun times as school kids, summer holidays and a bright yellow Citreon CV. One of my treasured memories is you standing with me as my Bridesmaid and waking up next to you on the morning of my wedding talking about the big black rain cloud looming haha

Sleep tight lovely lady. Until we meet again and do Grease in the sky, making everyone sit and watch us (even if they don’t want to)

Forever your Danny to my Sandy

XX

To have lived as such a bright light, laughter, exuberance is a great lesson for all who witnessed this beautiful woman!
Grateful to have had the luck to spend various hours with her.

No conocía personalmente a Ali, pero había escuchado hablar a personas muy cercanas la admiración que sentían hacia su persona . Siento no haber podido conversar contigo, me hubiese encantado. Un abrazo inmenso de mi familia y mío

Vital, alegre, llena de luz, simpática, buena persona… Te recordaré siempre así, porque personas tan especiales hacen que la vida tenga sentido. Un fuerte abrazo allá donde estés! Gracias.