‘If you can hear me,’ she says, ‘I just want to say . . . I just want to say thank you. For saving my life.’ Mate, I was already dead. No biggie. ‘Not for taking the knife. Although I wish I could have lived to see that – it must have been hilarious,’ says the vindictive shrew. ‘But for reminding me that I had a life worth saving. It is a gift and I will cherish it.’
