I wanted to know Aunt Ethel and find out what it would be like to be part of her family.

But as I was coming out, Aunt Ethel spotted me.

Aunt Ethel smiled, too, and often, but it was a melancholy smile, such an effort you almost could hear creaking.

Aunt Ethel's toaster or tablewear is not important, in and of itself.

What to get for Aunt Ethel, who looked after the cats?

Nobody else came except one old school friend, and Aunt Ethel.

I do so want to hear about Aunt Ethel from somebody who knew her.

When we sent that money to Aunt Ethel we gave it to her.

They do live rather in the way Aunt Ethel lived when she was young, but there aren't very many of them.