Special tributes to Lumberjills for Remembrance Sunday


Audrey King became a Lumberjill during World War II when she was a teenager and served as a member of a small team who marked and measured trees for felling in Sussex.
Audrey’s children, Bill and Linda King, kindly shared their stories and dedications to their mother.
“Her time in the Timber Corps made a profound effect on her - friendships made, losses and hardships endured” - Bill King
“Gordon Brown recognised their efforts and they were issued with a commemorative badge. After mum died, I passed it on to my niece, who is very proud to wear it on Remembrance Day parades.” - Linda King.
Before becoming a Lumberjill, Linda Newbery worked as a secretary. Linda’s daughter Jacquetta Gomes, remembers finding out about her mother’s amazing achievement of serving as a Lumberjill during World War II when she was a child.
Jacquetta said: “I think she would have found being separated from her family and my father hard but a learning opportunity. She said she loved her role as a Lumberjill.”
Jacquetta shared this wonderful photograph of her mother in her work gear at Grizedale Forest. This photo was included in an exhibition entitled ‘Women in Forestry, The Lumberjills’ Story’.
Following the exhibition, Jaquetta was given the framed photograph of her mother, which now sits proudly in her living room, where she can see it every single day.
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By her daughter, Sue Joblin
“Growing up we were always very close to Mum. She loved the outdoors and encouraged us to go for long walks. She was a very practical and down-to-earth person with a can-do attitude. One memory we have was when a very large branch fell into our garden from an overhanging evergreen oak tree and we saw Mum at one end of the two-man saw helping Dad saw the branch into smaller logs.”
“I don't remember a specific time when we knew Mum had been a lumberjill, but she always talked about it when we were growing up. She loved to reminisce, but it wasn't until after her death in 2007, when we found the letters she had written to her family, that we fully appreciated what she had done.
“I always think of her when I visit Painshill Park in Cobham, which is near where I live, as this is one of the estates where she spent time as a lumberjill.”

The day-to-day life of a Lumberjill involved extreme physical pressures, including cutting down trees, carrying logs, and working in the treacherous sawmills.
The strenuous physical demands did not come without injuries and sadly many Lumberjills, like Eileen Nanson, suffered with painful hernias due to the heavy work.
Glenn Wycherley remembers his mother Eileen telling him that she was forced to leave her life as a Lumberjill behind because of a hernia, and so instead she joined the Women’s Royal Naval Service (WRENS).


Evelyn Taylor served as a Lumberjill from 1943 up until shortly after the Second World War ended.
Her daughter Diane Durrant, recently started writing poetry and in a beautiful tribute, has used her mother’s time as a Lumberjill as her muse for her poems. We’re grateful to be able to share Diane’s poems about her mother Evelyn…
Evelyn Taylor was a London girl
Enjoying life that was one big whirl
Then along came World War 2
Of that we know to be true
Then call-up became the norm
They needed women to step-up and work on farms
Evelyn hoped she would come to no harm
As she was conscripted to the Women's Land Army
It was the first time away from home
It was a new chance for her to roam
Sharing rooms with other girls
A new kind of experience was a bit of a thrill
Assigned to the Women's Timber Corp
She became known as a Lumberjill
Learning how to chop down trees
No doubt kept going with cups of tea
Driving tractors and hauling logs
It was certainly a day long slog
Then to Bristol Evelyn went
To work the land in Ashton Gate
Lots of logging taking place
She had to work at quite a rate
Lodging at a home in old Smythe Road
Enjoying downtime off she strode
To a pub called The London Inn
Here with friends to spend an evening...
By her daughter Sue Ray
"Mum’s treat to herself was a weekly visit to the cinema, and it was there she saw the Pathe newsreel showing the Timber Corps girls working with horses in the woods hauling timber. She, apparently, went straight to the nearest recruitment agency and signed up. Then, off home to tell her parents what she had done. They were horrified, but it was too late to change things.
"Mum never topped 5’2 ½. But my goodness, could she work. She became one of the youngest girls to drive in the woods, first a tractor then a ‘Vulcan lorry...Yes! She was pulling up to refuel in a local village where, as she jumped down from the cab, everyone stared in amazement at this little girl exiting the cab."
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By her daughter Fiona Holland
"She was bright, passed the exam for grammar school, but hadn’t been allowed to go, so saw this as an opportunity to ‘escape’. She’d been working in the local chippie!
"She joined the Women's Timber Corps because she didn’t want her work in the ammunitions factory like her elder sister. It was the formative experience of her life & I suspect nothing after ever quite matched up.
"She resented the lack of awareness or recognition of the effort they had made. She went back to the life she might have had without the war, but with perhaps a real insight, and a little sadness, of how life could be, which I think drove her to encourage us to be braver & take our opportunities.
"Most importantly she carried a love of the outdoors & an appreciation of the value of friendship. Here below is a picture of the front page of her copy of ‘Meet The Members’ with the signatures of everyone who was at Boltby Camp when it was issued. She’d want her contribution to be a memory of the friends she made."

By her son Gordon Rodgers
"My Mother, Kathleen Houghton, was a young girl from the north of England who became a Lumberjill in 1940. With no experience of manual work and from a sheltered background, she embraced her new responsibilities and suddenly was a WTC lorry driver, based in Cornwall.
"Her memories of her time and Timber Corp friends, in and around Lostwithiel, remained with her throughout her long life. Specifically, she recounted driving lorry loads of wood to Portsmouth in early 1944, not knowing why. Only when she read about the D-Day Mulberry Harbours did it make sense. She was very proud to have been a Lumberjill"


By her son Paul Evans
“I know she was waiting for a bus once when she was arrested for being a German spy because she was tall, 5 ft 7 in and blonde. The officer in charge had to go to the police station to verify her identity but she spent the night in jail.
"Mum and Dad were married in Manchester and spent their first night married under the kitchen table as there was an air raid. Mum was a Lumberjill until she was pregnant and was unable to keep working in the Timber Corps."
"Once the war was over, my Dad got a position in Blackpool in the Government Pension department and that is where they stayed until we moved to Canada, as Mum and Dad did not see a future in England at the time.”

By her daughter Sheena Paterson
“Mum joined the Lumberjills at the age of 18 after previously being an apprentice in the needlework department of a Department store in Dundee.
"She was sent home to the West Highlands of Scotland after contracting mumps, and whilst recovering, she heard about the Timber Corps and immediately signed up.
"Despite her tiny frame, she helped to fell trees, clear brushwood and measure the felled timber to ascertain the volumes which she and the other girls loaded onto lorries to be shipped by rail to coalmines throughout the country to be used as pit props.
"I learned from her stories about the harsh conditions they had to endure but despite this, she so enjoyed the camaraderie and fun with the other Lumberjills in the short spare time they were given.
"The women have been a great inspiration to me and will continue to be for future generations because of their determination and sheer physical hard work they did for the War effort.”


“It's wonderful to read these stories of the women who contributed so much to the war effort but were then forgotten about.
Thanks to Joanna's perseverance and determination, they are now being rightly honoured and remembered.”

"The hardback photo book is a beautiful gift and its wonderful photos truly bring stories about these incredible Lumberjills to life. Thank you for putting this photographic record together, Jo, and ensuring this part of history will be remembered for generations to come."

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