Estelle Monique Gilberte Burdeyron

Such a challenge to share one memory when there are so many. Sitting at the kitchen table chatting, exploring London together, travels in Ohio. The highs and the lows – you been with me though them all. How fortunate I am to have had such a special Auntie in my life. Love and miss you AYK. xoxo

Another one of Auntie’s Adventures. Everyone loved meeting and talking with her, she made everyone feel at ease with her. NEVER GONE AS LONG AS SOMEONE SPEAKS THEIR NAME, and Aunt Estelle’s name will be spoken by people who love her for years to come. God Bless You Auntie Estelle.

We bonded over a shared love of cats, over the love of a good chat (and some wine) and as neighbours. Estelle was from Britain’s Greatest Generation, the same as my mother and father. Their courage and resilience during WWII, even as children, allowed us who have followed to lead the lives we lead. Estelle was always so appreciative of being alive and of being appreciated. Every telephone call to her was met with great delight and she was always so grateful to be invited to any dinner or outing. She was never one to complain and always looked for the positive. A lesson for us all. Finally, she showed her enthusiasm for life through the care and attention she paid to her appearance. Always elegant, with hair done just right, and smartly dressed. No jeans and trainers for her! Farewell, and au revoir , dear friend Estelle. James and Simon x

I remember being at the back of my father’s car, so happy to go to visit Estelle and Aunty on a Christmas eve in the 60s. On the way to Greyhound road, the mix of the lights of London, the falling snow and the good time we were going to have were magic to my child eyes. How lucky I was to go to see you when we were still in London, how lucky I have been to be able to talk with you on the phone, how lucky I am to have the privilege to have in memory such a sweet, funny and kind Lady. Thank you Tételle.

My family have known Estelle for fifty years from the time we acquired Batemans confectionery shop 136 Greyhound Road known as Audrey’s our mothers name. Estelle played a very important part in keeping our bookkeeping in order. Mother and Estelle were very good freinds and spent many good evenings with of course Jeanne.Only a short background on a wonderful association with a great person whom we will sorely miss. God bless you Estelle, rest in peace my darling.Roger and family ❤️

Estelle and I, on holiday in Russia about 60 years ago, introduced the “Twist”, then a new dance craze, to Moscow! Happy memories over many years. We had promised to take her out to lunch on or about her next birthday – we will now just have to drink to her instead………. She had a great sense of humour! Used to send us jokes. bless you Estelle!

Since I can remember my cousin has been in my life. As a child l remember her swooning over Frank sinatra. Christmas day was Always spent together with her mum and all of us at the orchard Restaurant, estelle appropriately covered in bling. L don’t think I will pass greyhound Road again. It would be painful remembering all the laughter shared. She was the kindest and Most thoughtful person, you will liveon in my memory, a special lady you were to me. Bless you Claire

My late mother, Anna Morris, regarded Estelle always as one of the family and no wonder Estelle became my godmother. In the years Anna lived with Nicola and I in Spain she would recount her stories of their countless holidays together and we would immediately hear of Estelle’s news after their weekly phone call.  They never missed a week in over 60 years of friendship.   Estelle was always very supportive of Nicola and I with our ventures in Spain and we will always remember her warmth, laughter and positivity with fondest love.   R.I.P our lovely Estelle! XOXO

Estelle was truly one of the brightest, purest and most beautiful human beings I have had the priviledge to know.  When we saw each other the laughter we shared was that of childhood friends who had known each other for a lifetime. She was everything you would want in a best friend and I loved her deeply.  I will miss her so much, but I know she lives on in my heart forever. Love you always Estelle from your adoring Charmaine, Luke and Venus x

I was so sorry to hear of Estelle’s passing – she and my late Mum, Christine (Barton) were good friends & Mum used to speak to Estelle regularly before she died in 2006. I remember visiting Maman & Estelle many times when I was a little girl and Maman would always give me a large glass of milk and tell me about her life. We lived just off North End Road on Sedlescombe Road. Maman and Estelle were wonderful people and Mum was so pleased she was able to attend & pay her respects at Mamans funeral.. Mum always said she was one of the bravest, most amazing woman she ever knew. We had moved from London in the 1970s to Yorkshire so seeing each other was difficult as mum didn’t drive but they regularly spoke on the phone. I was sorting some things in a box today and happened across a beautiful card from Estelle to my Mum and a little brooch that had belonged to Maman that she had gifted to her. I was trying to find her contact details when I happened across her obituary..so sad.. They all were the most incredible people, so warm and loving and brave. Rest In Peace lovely Estelle all my love to you family Jane Hardman-Ferris

Oh, I am so sorry for your loss. I will miss Estelle enormously. I have known her, through my father, the Lycee, and the Anciens Eleves, for most of my life, and her laugh will never leave me. We spoke every few weeks, and I visited when I could, and she was always cheerful, always full of stories and reminiscences (in French and in English) and always there was laughter. I would have loved to be present at the funeral, and to speak to some of her friends and family about whom she spoke to often. For me the last of her generation.

I last saw Estelle many, many years ago. It must have been in the early 1960s, when I was a very small boy. So in truth I have but the faintest of memories of her. She was a good friend of my parents when they were living in London in the 1950s. I was born in 1960, and Estelle was my godmother. As children, she and her mother were always known to me, my brother and sisters as ‘Madame and Estelle’. She always remembered my birthday and would send me a present every year. I always wrote a ‘thankyou letter’. Even now, her address is semi-ingrained on my memory from all those letters. Was it 55 Greyhound Mansions? One year, probably in the early 1970s, she sent me a gift voucher (or probably a postal order) which I used to buy a Slade record. I told her that in my thankyou letter. A week or so later a follow-up package arrived from her in the post. It contained a Slade t-shirt and various other Slade paraphernalia. Apparently she had some connection with the band through her work. What a hero she was. We had lost touch by the mid 1970s, but I still have those memories. What an amazing life she had. RIP ‘Aunt Estelle’