On 27 Oct 1727 [her father-in-law] Lambert Blackwell 1st Baronet died. His son [her husband] Charles Blackwell 2nd Baronet (age 27) succeeded 2nd Baronet Blackwell of Sprowston Hall in Norfolk. Anne Clayton Lady Blackwell by marriage Lady Blackwell of Sprowston Hall in Norfolk.

On 18 Jul 1741 [her husband] Charles Blackwell 2nd Baronet (age 41) died. His son [her son] Lambert Blackwell 3rd Baronet (age 9) succeeded 3rd Baronet Blackwell of Sprowston Hall in Norfolk.

On 28 Dec 1744 [her father] William Clayton 1st Baronet died. His son [her brother] Kenrick Clayton 2nd Baronet (age 31) succeeded 2nd Baronet Clayton of Marden Park in Surrey.

On 07 Jul 1772 Anne Clayton Lady Blackwell died.

On 22 Aug 1793 [her former husband] John Thomas (age 81) died. He has a memorial in the South Aisle of the Nave of Westminster Abbey. A grey and white marble with a bust and relief of the Holy Lamb, with a mitre and crozier behind. On either side are a chalice and paten and other emblems of the Eucharist made by John "The Elder" Bacon (age 52). The inscription reads .... Sacred to the memory of the Right Reverend John THOMAS, Doctor of Laws, Bishop of Rochester, Dean of this Collegiate Church, and of the most honourable Order of the Bath. Having passed a well spent boyhood at Carlisle School, he gathered the riper fruits of learning at Oxford, whence, by reason of his intellect, his character, his humane and profound scholarship, he emerged as an ornament to the legal profession. His fame thereafter growing and duly spreading abroad, he adorned his offices by his worthiness, increased his riches by his bounty, governed this church with his wisdom, protected it by his authority, and instructed it by his example. Unweared in his labours, indefatigable in his studies, his constant principle was edification: until, having virtuously fulfilled all life obligations, and for long sore pressed by a cruel disease, which was borne however with indomitable patience, he resigned his soul to God on 20th August 1793 in his 81st year. It fell to the lot of his relative, G.A.T., A.M. [Master of Arts] to offer this vain tribute, this token of sorrow, mean though it be.