Later, after a period in Bath, Auntie Pat lived in a smallish house with large gardens on the South Coast of England, which she loved. The gardens were devastated by the great storm which occurred in the 1990s. But this also had the advantage of improving the view over the English Channel, given the trees which had fallen. By then she was suffering severely from rheumatoid arthritis.
I have few memories of Auntie Nan, though I know that she married, and she inherited the house of Auntie Pat.
I have many memories of Auntie Dora, who was like a second mother to me, or an aunt in the best sense. When I was ten or twelve, I think, she had a flat not so far from where we lived. It was above a shop in Morden, and opposite a big park.
