“As she said goodbye, she said: 'Any good parties, invite me down.' I said 'Yes,' but there was no way. I knew full well that if I invited her down, she would dance me under the table. She had such a young sense of humor. Every single thing that went wrong or was funny for any reason, she laughed herself stupid about it...it kept us all sane. She was incredible, nothing stopped her at all. Whenever I felt ill, I always used to remember that in the same circumstances she would battle on, no matter how she felt. She never gave up.”