Firefly by Janette Jenkins

OK, not everyone is going to care about Noel Coward's last days on Firefly, his Jamaican estate. But if you do, this is a beautiful fictional account, complete with flashbacks, and enough name-dropping to delight the star-struck.

Attended only by his long-time and presumably long-suffering servants, he receives old friends as well as unwanted visitors while drifting in and out of consciousness between London & US in the 30's and 40's, and the present 70's on the island.  Jamaica has its independence, natives long to emigrate to England, culture has changed. His youth, beauty & glory days long-faded, the cantankerous wizened man of letters observes, judges, and strikes out with his famous razor sharp wit.
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My favorite scene: he was at a sweltering lunch with a movie star he did not remember & did not care to be with.  When presented with an elaborate tropical salad, he drifted out of the conversation to study the plate, wondering "how to attack this Jamaican still-life".  Needless to say, I loved the writing.