I’m French; I love my cheese. When I was in hospital I told them ‘No way I’m going to die before I have a lasagna!’ Simple things keep me going. I do believe we come back. There is no end, even in death. I always wanted to die on a sunny afternoon against a tree. I want to die in the bush. I want to die peacefully, and I want to die knowing I’m dying. For me that’s important, being able to live your death.
Lucette – 6 weeks before dying