One of my friends had terminal ovarian cancer. About a week before she died I went to visit her and got into bed beside her – she was at home. I turned to her and said: “when you die, can I have all your jewellery?” She replied, “you are such a bitch. If I had the strength to kick you out of this bed, I would”. We laughed until we cried and I held her and told her how much I loved her. It was a wonderful moment.