Today
is the 70th anniversary of the formal closure of the Cheltenham
Militia For Gentlewomen.
Founded some fourteen years previous
to that from various other bodies that had previously competed, overlapped and
in two cases fought an especially nasty exchange in what was then known as the
Battle of the Spa, the CMFG came about when women of good breeding, of good
blood, or of a suitably sporting nature put aside their differences under a
single extremely well made banner. Comprised of experienced adventurers, two
soldiers, a noted Arctic explorer and members of the then recently disbanded
militant wing of the Women’s Institute the CMFG courted scandal in an age when
women were only, at best, supposed to be the power behind their men. In a
spirit of solidarity all women were allowed to advance a petition for
membership (save for those considered wet, weedy, tedious, soppy, or given to
fits of giggles at the expense of their own gender).
Members were expected to drink wine
like a Spaniard, shoot like a German, dance like an Italian, eat like a
Frenchy, but most importantly bluster like a Britain. They proudly defended the
rights of women to indulge in extremely expensive under things but with a caveat
that all such garments were better served cushioning skirts of stout tweed or
britches of a corduroy twirl. Their skill at needlepoint and a well baked bun
was famously judged in comparison with their accuracy with a service revolver.
Whilst certain segments of society mocked them, it is true to say not for very
long. A letter from the CMFG weighed heavier than an elephant, and they bagged
a few elephants so as to make sure.
When in 1940 Antony Eden called for
men to join the then Local Defence Volunteers (soon thereafter to be renamed
the Home Guard) the CMFG was amongst the first to step forward. Such was the
power of the body that no one really wanted to say no. They absorbed and spread
until by 1942 had taken on such numbers that they were amalgamated more
formerly as the Women’s Auxiliary Balloon Artillery, members of which continued
to serve at the front until 1947 (two years after the formal cessation of war,
but only when they were themselves convinced).
The CMFG is little known about
nowadays although I hear that in tearooms and certain haberdashers it never
entirely went away.
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