Juliet’s Funeral and Reception

Dear family and friends, please come and join us where we will gather together for a final farewell to our dearest Juliet.

11am, Saturday 18th January
City of London Crematorium
E12 5DQ

Juliet, outside of her exercise and adventure gear, was always in a colourful dress, so please don’t come all in black.

For those who'd like to donate in honour of Jules' free sprit and kind nature she beamed at every waking moment, we've set up this JustGiving page to raise money toward giving someone the chance to go on an Adventure of a lifetime. Details to be formulated over the coming months.

There will be a reception held afterwards on the Southbank for us to share stories, celebrate her life and catchup with old friends.

The Deck
National Theatre
Upper Ground

Jules spent a lot of time at the National Theatre over the years, with friends and family, working remotely sat there in the cafe on her planning business, wearing her assistant director and assistant stage manager hats or helping out in their schools outreach program.

If you like to join us at the reception please send confirmation of names no later than 15th January to Julietheap@hotmail.com as guest list is required.

We will be putting together photographs and written memories around the reception venue, so please also email us with anything you’d like to share.

If you’d like to join the Funeral Procession, Juliet's dear friend Tom Druitt (of almost 3 decades) will be driving up to 80 people from the National Theatre, leaving at 9.45am to the Funeral ceremony site and back again for the reception at 1pm in two of his amazing Big Lemon busses.
We are pretty sure Jules would have found a huge bright lemon yellow coach following a funeral procession delightfully humorous. We are deeply grateful to Tom for this incredibly kind gift. 
 Please email Julietheap@hotmail.com so we can be sure you get a seat.

We look forward to hearing from you and seeing you. Our sincerest thanks, Juliet's family.


Juliet's 14,879 Day Adventure

Dear all of Juliet’s friends near and far, this is her sister, Imogen and I bring very sad news. I’m sorry for some close to her that this may be the first time you hear. I am rediscovering daily the width of her openness and the depth of her friendships with the people we’ve managed to reach already.

On Saturday 30 November, Juliet had a fatal fall from her bike, immediately lost consciousness and died shortly after.

The news was, and still is, very hard to grasp. We can’t believe it. Mum says It feels like someone else’s story; that it’s not our reality.

As some of you may know, Juliet had been looking forward to, and was in the midst of, an incredibly beautiful adventure in Patagonia.

40 years old, in her element and as strong as she’d ever been, Juliet along with 7 other adventurers, were test-piloting a glacier to glacier route across Patagonia. They had run 30km up and around a mountain near El Chaltén the first day, enjoyed a magical 110km cycle east along Lago Viedma with barely a car in sight and spent a friendly, jovial night by the lake.

On her final morning, Jules woke up to have a simple breakfast of cheese, bread and coffee, which would have gone down very well, everyone was paired up and they kayaked 40km along Rio La Leóna toward Lago Argentino. They stopped for a couple of hours' rest and kick about, and then set off for the remaining 27km cycle, to where they would sleep that night.

The small group, who’d only recently met in person for the first time, were laughing and happy, chatting moments before. Knowing Jules, they’d be looking forward to a spot of Argentinian Malbec or something of the like on arrival with their new friends.

With only 11 km to go, they’d reached the crest of a hill and were enjoying that elevated feeling of relaxing into a downhill stretch.

We may never know exactly what happened in the next few seconds but, somehow, Juliet very lightly clipped another bike on their descent and then fell to the ground in such a way that she lost consciousness, drawing her last breaths shortly after.

The accident happened 4.20pm Argentinian time, Saturday 30th November (7.20pm GMT).

Most of us have fallen off our bikes a few times over the years. It is so strange that, on this occasion, helmet on and not going particularly fast on a car free, smooth stretch of road, Jules should fall in such a way that it would be her last.

Like her whole life, even in death, she makes life as easy for everyone else as she can. No pain, no realisation of what was happening to her, which helps us a lot, to know she didn’t suffer and she didn’t have to come to terms with not being with us.

If someone presented a menu of how to go, I’ll have the same as Jules please.

She leaves behind, a successful planning business of her own making, all in order and taken care of, a flat with so little accumulated stuff it’s inspiring and even a cupboard full of wine, ready and prepared for her yearly cheese and wine gathering of friends.

So we’re gonna drink those bottles in her cupboard that she bought for us and add a few Argentinian Malbecs for good measure. We’ll hold her to that evening, as we celebrate her far too short but fully-lived life, which we’ve all been so lucky to have been a part of.

We have some comfort that Juliet was, the second before, in her absolute element in one of the most stunning places on Earth, and left with no pain or knowledge of what had happened. She was cared for by the people she was with to the best of anyone’s ability and they kindly built a very strong cairn that would last forever, next to where our dear Jules fell.

One day I hope to visit that cairn.
Such an incredibly beautiful kind heart of a human, who never asked for anything, not from any of us, only maybe that we 'go for it'.
We will miss you dearly Jules, once we believe you’re really gone. It just feels like a waking dream and that you’re still on your travels right now.

Soon, Juliet’s body will be back in England and we can set a date for the funeral. She wanted to be cremated, with a simple service.

It’s likely there will be a lot of people wanting to say goodbye and share stories together, so we’ll do our best to find the best place and time to do this officially.

We would love to gather memories for a book and also maybe share a few with those at the funeral.

If you’d like to contribute, please write messages here or email Julietheap@hotmail.com and we will make sure they are shared in some form

Hopefully will see and meet many of you at the funeral.

Jules, thank you for accepting me and everyone you ever met for who they are, for the fun, for the comfort, for all those moments ahead where I remember to be kind and loving and open and to just get on with life, because as you’ve starkly reminded us, it really is too short.

We, as a family, are taking as much time as we can do be with our thoughts and memories. We’d love to read your own memories of Jules and see photos. Please bear with us if we are slow to reply.

With our deepest thanks

Juliet’s Mum Mary-Anne, Dad Michael, brother Giles and me, her sister, Imogen.