From the Spectator:

An intimate of Frances Partridge, who died the other day at 103, he confirmed my story, which The Spectator’s reviewer Mr Taylor thought ‘vertiginous’, of her ringing up Harrods and ordering them to collect the body of her son Burgo — who had just died while on the telephone to my then wife — and to cremate it and send her the bill. ‘Very like her,’ said Robert.