Something she really insisted on was avoiding all theatrical performances, whether in the cinema or on stage, as that was participating in telling a lie.
Two other things she really insisted on were strict chastity and Sabbath Day observance. Men were to be avoided at all costs, an insistence which got her the reputation of being a Lesbian in some parts of the family, although my mother refused to believe it. Men, according to her, were just so many rapists. And on Sunday you should spend the whole day reading the Bible and going to church and not even think of taking a walk for pleasure.
In stark contrast to Aunt Mary were two other important figures in my childhood, Aunt Maidie and Our Evelyn. Aunt Maidie was no relation but my mother's best friend. She was involved quite openly in an unmarried sexual relationship and took the occult much more seriously than religion, although she was glad to have her mother praying for her during the Blitz when she was an air raid warden. Our Evelyn, who was a nursemaid my mother took on when I was about eight, was Catholic and made attempts to convert me that made much more of an impression on me than my Aunt Mary's similar attempts . It is probably because of her that I take great pleasure in saying Catholic prayers today, even though that doesn't stop me being a Quaker. So all that ends up as quite a mixed bag of religion.