‘entrance.’
My Aunt May loved nothing more than a grand entrance. She had this uncanny ability to turn up to family gatherings ‘fashionably’ late as she called it.
She would often waltz in as the entrees were being served, making as much fuss as possible, in offering whatever implausible excuse she could think of for her tardiness and all the while stopping what ever else was going on at the time.
‘Darling,’ she would say to my mother who I know dreaded her arrival as it always meant whatever mum was into at the time would be forgotten and mum would then once the fuss was over be trying to remember whatever it was that she was last doing.
To say Aunt May loved to be theatrical was putting it mildly. She had been in the theatre. Had played Ophelia in Hamlet; Titania in Mid Summer Night’s Dream and her greatest achievement she told us was playing Stella in A Streetcar Named Desire.
Admittedly all these performances had been held in the Woodville School of Arts Hall but Aunt May would argue the stage was the stage no matter where it was located.
She had a scrapbook of reviews, pages of the things with photographs taken of her in the costumes of her various triumphs.
There were so many of them and I one day discovered that the reviewer one Tom Longbottom, was a man who has attempted to woo Aunt May, sadly unsuccessfully in the end. But along the way he had written rave reviews of her performances in the local paper, which did little more than add to Aunt May’s already overblown ego.
Aunt May once told me she was unlucky with men. ‘Never seemed to hit it off.’ she’d say. Though as I learnt over time she had a lot more luck with the girls.
When the time came for her final entrance she did so in style to a packed house, carried aloft on the shoulders of her nephews, to a standing ovation. She’d have wanted it no other way.
Written for: http://lindaghill.wordpress.com/2014/05/09/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-1014/
Morpethroad 
I’m laughing as I respond here, Michael. I can see Aunt May smiling, too!
Thanks for reading Mandy, she was quite a character.
I think I like your Aunt May. lol Bet she was something else. I could see her coming in and making an entrance. Good one Michael.
She was a character all right Jackie. A bit like me. Thanks for the comment.
It sounds like we both had (have) outrageous Aunt Mae’s:) Love this story, Michael.
Thanks Oliana, happy you enjoyed the story.
Theatrical Aunt May. I can relate with this woman 😉 lol you made me laugh and I did enjoy your tale and I am glad for her send off she did it in style. 🙂
Just think at another time you could have been the celebrant. So thanks for your comment Jenny, I’m pleased you enjoyed it.
nods that I could have 🙂 and my pleasure Mr.G.
At a discount of course.
Naturally
What an amazing lady! You certainly did her justice, Michael 🙂
Thank you Lyn, she was a character to be sure.
What a surprise story- I’m still laughing – I love that Aunt May was so famous in Woodville.
Thanks Suzanne, her sole claim to fame but she thought it wonderful and milked it for all she could.
She sounds like a real character
Hi there, great post. I think I would have liked to meet your Aunt May 🙂
Hi morgaine, She was quite the character. Thank you for your comment and for following my blog.
You are very welcome. It looks an interesting one am looking forward to read more
Please do Bee.
🙂 I promise
What a lovely story, Michael. Aunt May was quite a memorable character to many people, I’m sure.
Thanks for participating in SoCS again this week 🙂
Thanks Linda great prompt to write to.
Enjoyed the description of Aunt May. I could see her twirling around the house bragging.
Thanks Kim, you have great imagination.
What’s a family without an actress? 😉
Great ending!
Thanks RoSy, I am sure you fit that bill in your family.
I think not. But – then again – I am quite the oddball. 🙂
Ha….I should ask your family see what they say.
I better start saving some money for some pay-offs – LOL
Lol