The Women’s Land Army, the war and Facing a Global pandemic
In a time where the world is facing global challenges and the country turn to each other for support, it’s perhaps more relevant than ever to consider the crucial role of farming both now and in our past.
Recently, women across the industry have been sharing their stories and experiences to highlight the work they do, their roles and keeping the country fed during a global pandemic. Vencomatic UK have been supporting this initiative, celebrating the diversity, drive and determination of females in farming and now reflect on the parallel duties that date back over 75 years ago.
Speaking to a former member of The Women’s Land Army, Sheila Ellis aged 95, Vencomatic UK celebrate not only what it means to be a female in the industry but the heroes that keep the country going.
The Women’s Land Army was introduced to keep the economy running whilst the men were at war. With most of the men called for duty, women undertook the working roles across the agricultural sector, to ensure the industry was still producing food for the country.
Sheila Ellis is a Londoner born in East Finchley and raised at a school for girls. When World War II began, she was only 14 and unaware of the task she would be asked to do for her country.
Beginning her career as an industrial psychologist at the NIIP, which her Head Mistress secured for her, she soon decided that at almost 19, she had to join the war effort and help in any way she could. Consequently, at the end of 1942, she became a Land Girl.
For three years, she spent her days a world away from all she knew, working long hours on farms and in fields, experiencing a different farm every year.
Her first job was looking after a herd of cows. She rejoices, “They were
wonderful, I love cows”.
Her role began with the responsibility to care for her herd. “On the Friday afternoon I was in the office. On the Monday, I was introduced to 15 Jersey cows and told to wash them”. She laughs, “I didn’t know which end to start”.
After soon learning the basics, she found pride in her work, “I was proud of them- [in the end], 150 cows”.
Recalling more of her fond memories, Sheila expresses a particular favourite, “There was
one very bad cow, she was black and called Daffodil the third. You could not get near her
[as] she kicked and stuck her leg in the bucket and whipped you with her tail right around
Not willing to be beaten, she used her initiative, “One morning, she glared at me and I was
chewing a toffee and I stuck it on her front teeth, and she licked it and loved it-[she]
never [gave] me any more trouble at all…”
She chuckles, “but I lost my toffee ration’.
On the two days off a fortnight, a couple of men would milk instead, and they said, “‘how do
you get on with Daffodil the third, one of us has to hold her and one of us has to milk
Sheila simply replied, “‘how funny, she never gives me any trouble”.
On her second year, Sheila moved to Southgate, working on a machine milking farm that provided for the largest psychiatric hospital in London, housing 300 patients. “It was a huge big stately home, surrounded by a moat and a beautiful farm”
She made a good friend there, Betty, who has sadly recently passed away, but she recalls
their fond time together, “‘Betty and I stuck together, she was a bit cheeky”
For her third farm, Sheila moved with Betty to East Grinstead, Forest Row in Sussex, where
during the winter month of January, they had to carry buckets of coal, so they didn’t get
frost bite. One day, after working long hours, when they had a cup of coffee together in the
shed, they were struck by a bomb, three wheat fields from where they were.
Sheila states, “[Betty and I] had hats on because it was cold and they both blew off”. It was
an eye-opening experience.
After milking on her last farm, the owner (who had the finest Jersey herd in the county),
uncovered that Sheila was a secretary and asked her to “get all [his] papers in order”. After
that, she was his private secretary, with two hours to sit down in the morning and her own
little motorbike to hand out the wages across the 800 acres.
She smiles, “it was a piece of cake to me”.
After the war ended in 1945, so did Sheila’s time in farming. She states, “I went back to
work at the NIIP”. However, she realised that after 3 years dedicated to her country, things
were different, “[Being a] teenager all that time, you miss everything”.
“‘It’s not all lovey dovey like in the films. We really suffered. We were fish out of water”.
Finally, Sheila reflects on her time in the industry, loving her cows and advice for young
women, “I was a very serious-minded girl”- “Behave yourself and do as your told”.
With Sheila’s story being just one of so many, it’s clear to see the crucial impact that the role
of women had in agriculture during the war, and the lessons and ethos that are still relevant
in today’s times.
Whether it’s a poultry farmer in the field, the manager in the office or the girl who just loves
her toffee, women in agriculture kept the country going then and they continue to do so