Osric Grim:
Fantastic to hear! Great Aunts are usually formidable women... mine certainly was.
Mine is more badass (in a really cool, I wanna grow up to be like her one day, type way).
For example:
One day she was out in her fields visiting her pet sheep (different to her farming sheep), and one of them headbutted her and broke her hip. She had forgot to bring her phone, and so she freaking
army-crawled all the way back to her house, and hung out on the balcony (because she couldn't reach her front door handle) until her son came to check on her that evening.
Her brother (my grandpa) (also pretty badass) a couple of years ago snapped his Achilles tendon while changing a tire, and proceeded to drive himself to the hospital...
in a manual car, because he forgot his mobile phone.