"I would prefer to live forever in perfect health, but if I must at some time leave this life I would like to do so ensconced on a chaise longue, perfumed, wearing a velvet robe and pearl earrings, with a flute of champagne beside me and having just discovered the answer to the last problem in a British cryptic crossword."
There's an amazing piece in the Guardian written by a British student who by chance became her temporary assistant in 2011 in Paris - she sounds truly fabulous.
I notice, too, a message from her agent mentioning a Guardian journalist who has been requesting an interview for several months. “Shall I tell her to go away?” the agent has asked.
De Havilland insists, often, on paying me far more than she owes me for the hours I’ve worked – on one occasion, double the amount. I protest that she’s being too generous. “I’m getting a message from the Lord,” she explains, in her booming voice, “telling me to pay you more.”