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Your Aunt Fanny
(girls' sketch group)
Introducing:Katie Powell
I'm Katie, I'm 19 years old, I never wear anything on my feet apart from flip flops and I like old black and white films. In 2012 I graduated from Gateshead College after performing in productions of Kes, Our Country's Good and Vernon God Little.
Now, I work in Theatre in Education. First I worked for Gibber on a tour promoting the dangers of smoking in comprehensive schools in North Tyneside; then I worked for Sure Start performing in a play called Mary and the Hot Custard in primary schools and nursery schools where I wore a nice stripy onsie every day.
At Live Theatre I've worked on a short film production inspired by a bad painting of Princess Diana we found in a charity shop, and I performed most recently as a Mischief Maker in a two week run of Live Witness in May.
During the summer, I work most days as a TV extra – so look out for a little blurry bit of my arm in the background on BBC. I also work as a Disney Princess for children's parties which is lush but leads to uncomfortable conversations about whether I get the bus or drive back to my castle. “Are you allowed to wear glass slippers on the 58?”
In the future I want to travel everywhere in the world and work with lots of different people. I'm so proud to be a part of Your Aunt Fanny and work with the other actresses, as well as the writers and directors.
Pink & Grey Aunt Edna prints all together. They are even lovelier in person, really soft & silky fabric & the colours are beautiful. I was so excited to see that Aunt Edna was finally in stock that I forgot to take a photo of the range in-store. I'll try to head back there on the weekend or early next week. I think that perhaps we wont be getting the plaid/check fabrics that Joanns has been selling & maybe the greenish toned houdstooth.
I have only a handful of photos of this lady. Louise Dieter was an RN- a nurse who worked for one of the top doctors in New York City, Dr. Dujat, back in the 1950's. It wasn't until I was grown that I realized what this wonderful lady and her husband, Robert, had done for me and my mother.
Nowadays, it's pretty common for women to be single and pregnant. The stigma isn't nearly what it was back in decades past, but back THEN, it was so damaging to a woman's character and reputation, that she would often be shunned and disgraced for life. Many women went into seclusion during their pregnancies so that people wouldn't know what had happened.
My mother had been in love with my father for six years when she got pregnant with me. Dad was married, and though he told Mom that his wife wouldn't give him a divorce, he really didn't want one! He rather preferred acting like a playboy with a wife at home and a mistress on the side. It took Mom a long time to realize that fact, after Dad started cheating on her before I was born! I loved my father, but he wasn't a faithful husband to anyone.
Louise and Robert Dieter took my mom in during the latter part of her pregnancy. I don't know if this was something the Dieters did before, or if it was because they knew Mom personally, but my guess is that it wasn't the only time they'd helped a young woman out when she was in trouble.
"Aunt" Louise had cats and dogs, lots of them,so it seemed she took in more than one kind of stray! She was one of the nicest people around, as was "Uncle" Robert. They became my godparents, and took the job seriously! While most godparents are in name only,they made sure to send me books on how to read the bible, and stories with life lessons to develop character. Though I never saw them in person after the age of two or three because they moved away, they remained a part of our family for the rest of their lives.
Aunt Louise passed away before Uncle Robert did. He was lost without her. She had an effervescence about her that you could perceive even on a long distance call back in the 1960's! I remember her voice was high pitched and grating, but she was so nice that it just seemed to be easy to ignore. If any of you remember George Burns and Gracie Allen, his wife, Aunt Louise had one of THOSE voices.
It's funny how people come and go in your life. This woman saw nursing as giving her life to help others, and she did that. I know that I owe a lot to these two devout Christian people, who weren't content with sending me money and cards for holidays, but who gave of themselves and fulfilled needs that were emotional, physical and even spiritual, as they perceived them. How few people really go the extra mile for someone else!
When I was born prematurely, and weighed only 4 lbs. 6 ounces, I'm sure Aunt Louise was right there helping my mom, and even after I was born, I have pictures in their house, a tiny infant and a beaming young mother, with friends who became family and will be loved and remembered forever. This plain Jane woman with the squeaky voice, who never had a child of her own, made her home and her life open to someone who would never have what she DID have- a faithful husband and partner in life.
We all find ourselves in different places in life, but how wonderful it is when people take the gifts they're given and actually use them to their full potential. A few months of kindness can impact multiple lives.
I was christened in Aunt Louise and Uncle Robert's Methodist Church. Though my mother was Catholic, she chose to raise me as a Protestant- an Episcopalian. My brother, who is now a pastor, says that he always felt the freedom from Mom to choose his own spiritual path. I believe that Aunt Louise and Uncle Robert had a lot to do with it. Their influence can still be felt in those books that still reside in my home, and the impact they had on us as children, making us desire God from early ages. They never pressured us or proselytized. They didn't control or intimidate. They let their lights shine. There were no bushels over those candles!
When I look at this photo, I see a woman who wasn't very pretty, but who was more beautiful inside than most. I wish I were more like her, and I will never forget her.
Thanksgiving 2018 at Our House
Coral Springs, Florida U.S.A.
[ A smart, kind, loving, family member, and a talented
head-nurse at a major Miami Hospital. Whenever we
have a medical question we always call; Aunt Cathy! ]
[ My Aunt Cathy (65) is my father's youngest sister. She's only
four years older than myself. We have a 60+ year friendship]
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This portrait of Nicholas I's daughter Alexandra Nikolaevna is by Scottish artist Christina Robertson, a rare woman working at the top of her profession in a male-dominated field. A similar oil hangs in the Hermitage; I imagine this was a contemporaneous copy by the same artist's hand (especially as it contains minor differences in details), but haven't been able to find any specific info on this one's provenance. Alexandra is about 15 here; suffering from tuberculosis, she died in childbirth in 1844 at age 19, as did the premature baby. In a bizarre twist of fate, Alexandra had been named for her paternal aunt Alexandra Pavlovna -- who died in childbirth along with a stillborn daughter in 1801. Alexandra Nikolaevna's parents built a memorial bench to her in the palace garden, where they mourned her for the rest of their lives.