{"id":1004,"date":"2006-01-27T05:22:46","date_gmt":"2006-01-27T05:22:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/dml360.wordpress.com\/2006\/01\/27\/27-january-2006\/"},"modified":"2006-01-27T05:22:46","modified_gmt":"2006-01-27T05:22:46","slug":"27-january-2006","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/?p=1004","title":{"rendered":"27 January 2006"},"content":{"rendered":"<div style=\"text-align:center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2009\/06\/1138368166-sc-32.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"\" title=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"333\" class=\"aligncenter size-auto wp-image-1005\" \/><\/div>\n<p>My Aunt Dorothy died three days ago. She was the twin of Ken and one of the nicest people you could meet. Aged 90, she had suffered from memory loss for a long time and eventually refused food, dying peacefully. <\/p>\n<p>In the photograph she is in the middle, between her mother and my mother. Her full name was Dorothea Rosa Lenton. She never married, spending much of her life looking after her mother at their home in Hall Road, Norwich, following the death of her father in the mid-50s. Outside her home, she made the biggest impact at Norwich School &#8211; then a boarding school &#8211;\u00a0 where she was a dearly-loved matron for many years.\u00a0 I was very fond of her. I don&#8217;t think she had an unkind bone in her body.<\/p>\n<p>Her death leaves only two of her seven siblings left alive &#8211; Kathleen and Paul, both in their 80s and both living in Norwich.<\/p>\n<p><strong>PS\u00a0 Since writing this I&#8217;ve discovered that the picture was taken at the wedding of Jonathan and Dorothy (Jonathan is my cousin) in 1960.<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>  <br \/>\nDorothy was the inspiration for this poem, which I wrote a few years ago after visiting her at Coltishall Hall Residential Home. She later moved to Cringleford.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight:bold;\"><font size=\"5\"><span style=\"font-size:10pt;\">COLTISHALL HALL<\/span><\/font><\/strong> <\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:10pt;\">Your angel<br \/>\nhas a fine time of it<br \/>\nstanding at your corner room<br \/>\nmixing his holiness<br \/>\nwith yours<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:10pt;\">while the winter sun<br \/>\nblazes low beyond the gate<br \/>\nlighting garden<br \/>\nand tree<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:10pt;\">I feel him there<br \/>\nfilling your room and beyond<br \/>\nchanging<br \/>\nthe nature of things<br \/>\nthrough his presence<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:10pt;\">My angel<br \/>\ngreets him wryly<br \/>\nlike one who draws<br \/>\nthe short straw<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:10pt;\">remembers the hills I fall off<br \/>\nthe desires<br \/>\nthe boat<br \/>\nthe dark water<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size:10pt;\">sighs, then smiles<br \/>\nwhen he sees me slip<br \/>\nmy fingers through<br \/>\nyour angel<\/span><\/p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My Aunt Dorothy died three days ago. She was the twin of Ken and one of the nicest people you could meet. Aged 90, she had suffered from memory loss for a long time and eventually refused food, dying peacefully. In the photograph she is in the middle, between her mother and my mother. Her &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/?p=1004\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">27 January 2006<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1004","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1004","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1004"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1004\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1004"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1004"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog360.back2sq1.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1004"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}