“Rose Milton

16 August 1948 – 13 April 2019

Rose was a much loved member of the Nia community on the NSW South Coast.

You may have danced with her at one of the many Nia events she enjoyed – the most recent being the Nia Australia Gathering in Berry in March this year.

She loved dancing at Sophie & Taryn’s Bali Retreat, was a proud holder of her White Belt and a regular smiling being at her local classes in Kioloa and Milton, NSW.

We will miss her deeply as will her surviving daughter, Elizabeth, and her four grandchildren Lara, Tahlia, Layla and Kai.

Thank you Rose for your warm and welcoming presence in Nia.

May you continue to dance in our hearts.”

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.