Joanna Lumley: The avenger
With her triumphant espousal of the Gurkhas' cause, a much-loved actress has added political clout to her very English brand of charm
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Joanna Lumley: The Gurkhas' plight has been close to her heart for longer than most politicians can imagine
The idea began on Twitter. Then the blogs took it up. Finally the notion ended up on the front page of the one newspaper in a headline three inches high. Joanna Lumley for Prime Minister, was the message.
The weight of the political blow dealt to Gordon Brown by Britain's most effortlessly elegant actress this week left political commentators grasping for similes. The victory of Joanna Lumley's campaign to get the Government to reconsider its refusal to allow the British Army's former Gurkha soldiers the right to settle in the United Kingdom was, said one of our most seasoned political pundits, equivalent to six by-election defeats in terms of the damage that it does to the authority of the PM.
She will not demur from continuing the fight. The Gurkhas' plight has been close to her heart for longer than most politicians can imagine. "I can't remember a time when I did not support their cause – I have always felt like a child of the regiment," she said recently.
It is not hard to understand why. She was born in Kashmir where her father was a major in the 6th Gurkha Rifles. Among the elderly veterans whom she accompanied to 10 Downing Street this week was the 86-year-old Tul Bahadur Pun, who in 1944 won the Victoria Cross in an action against Japanese machine-gunners in Burma during the Second World War. Among the many British lives he saved that day was that of Ms Lumley's father. "Ever since I was a child," Ms Lumley said, "this man has been my hero."
Joanna Lumley was born two years after that day of Rifleman Pun's extreme gallantry. A year later she and her mother left India to join her father's regiment in the Far East, where she spent most of her early childhood. She was a child of the Orient.
When Joanna, aged nine, was sent "home" to school, it was England which seemed the alien place. "I remember being homesick, having been brought up in the Far East, with its heat and storms and vivid flowers and sounds and smells," she has recalled. "England seemed strange and cold and pale and misty."
At boarding school in Kent she kept mice in her underclothes drawer. "It made me smell most attractive, as you can imagine." At 16 she auditioned for the Royal Academy of Dramatic Art, but was turned down. Instead she went to the Lucie Clayton finishing school where, among other things, she was taught that ladies only cross their legs at the ankle.
The tall slim leggy blonde with brilliant blue-green eyes got a job as a model. It was the Swinging Sixties and soon she was working with the leading designer Jean Muir and being photographed by society snappers like Patrick Lichfield. Next she became a household face as the girl dangling dangerously from a hot-air balloon in a television ad for Nimble, a slimmers' bread. In 1969 she landed a part as a Bond Girl in On Her Majesty's Secret Service. The script described her only as "the English Girl", but that was apt enough for an actress who was to play variations on the theme of English Rose for the next 40 years. She is a beauty, someone once said, "who looks as if she's made entirely of hand-cream, poetry and champagne".
But her career was not to be so effortless as her elegance. In 1970 she married the comedy writer Jeremy Lloyd. A year later the marriage was over, and one Saturday matinee she simply failed to turn up to the theatre in which she was starring in It's Awfully Bad For Your Eyes, Darling. "I did a Stephen Fry and I never went back," she said later.
After her nervous breakdown she returned to acting. In 1973 she did 103 episodes of Coronation Street and turned down an offer of marriage from Ken Barlow. Of those years she has said: "I had no money, I was a single parent. We were poor but we weren't unpleasantly poor; we weren't starving. It was a hard slog."
But in 1976 came the first role that would make her a household name. In a re-make of The Avengers (The New Avengers) she played a karate-kicking secret agent called Purdey. It propelled her to instant fame, not least for the sleek page-boy bob created for the character by Nicky Clarke. Women across the land demanded their hairdressers emulate it.
It was also in the 1970s that Joanna Lumley, while eating a steak one day, had a vision that it could have been cut from her own arm. She became a committed vegetarian. She has been a crusader for animal rights ever since, and for much else.
Despite one newspaper yesterday praising her for not being not one of those celebrities who "busy themselves adopting African orphans or grandstanding at UN conferences", she has quietly been an activist for decades. She has long espoused the cause of a free Tibet and of human rights in Burma. She supports the mental health charities Mind and SANE. She has been to Africa several times for Comic Relief and to Bangladesh for Sight Savers International. She backs Book Aid International, which distributes books for free in developing countries. Her advocacy of the Gurkhas' cause, dear though it may be to her, is far from an isolated concern.
Her concern for people in difficulty perhaps reflects that her own career has not been a smooth transition from one success to the next. After The New Avengers came three years on Sapphire and Steel, ITV's answer to Dr Who, of which it is kindest to say that it had "a cult following". She returned to the theatre and had cameo appearances in The Pink Panther and other films. But her private life was happier. In 1986 she married her present husband, the conductor Stephen Barlow.
She got lots of work doing advertising voice-overs and had hits with personality television shows like Girl Friday in which she was purportedly left to fend for herself on a desert island for 10 days (but ended up cadging cigarettes from the camera crew). And she was made a Fellow of the Royal Geographical Society after an arduous trek through the Himalayas to Bhutan for a programme retracing a journey her grandparents had made.
But she did some of her finest work in this period too. In Up in Town, a series of 10-minute television monologues, she shifted the breathy sexiness of her voice into the harder-edged poshness of an upper-class divorcee, applying her make-up as she looked into the camera, and talked about her life with a profound unconscious poignancy.
What brought her to a new generation was her character in Absolutely Fabulous, which ran off-and-on from 1992 to 2005. Her creation of the beehive-haired, chain-smoking, champagne-quaffing, cocaine-sniffing fashion monster Patsy Stone revealed to the nation a sense of comic timing as precise as her accent – which she now overlaid with Estuary vowels to create a character who became an icon of the thoughtless greed and hedonism of the Nineties. It was one of those great comic creations that the British public pretended to hate but really loved. "Patsy is the other person I could have been, if I hadn't turned out to be me," Lumley later said.
Don't you believe it. The lovely Joanna Lumley could not be more different from the addled Patsy Stone if she tried. The two of them may smoke but there the similarity ends.
Lumley is, at heart, an old-fashioned gel with impeccable manners. "I think we have got some of the prettiest and loveliest girls in the world but sometimes the behaviour gets a bit bad and the girls let themselves down," she says, sounding like her old headmistress. She says things like, "I can't see any difference in having your hair dyed, your teeth fixed, your nose done, or your face smoothed out or lifted". But she has never herself resorted to plastic surgery. And she is so jealous of her privacy that she has said that if she could she would ban "cruel and hateful" celebrity magazines.
But it is all said with a characteristic and very English self-mockery. "I feel myself as shallow as a puddle," she concludes, unconvincingly. As a result the nation either lusts after her, discreetly of course, or is charmed by her. Not the kind of thing we expect from a prime minister.
A life in brief
BORN: 1 May 1946, in Kashmir, India.
FAMILY: The daughter of James Rutherford Lumley, a major in the Gurkha Rifles, and Thya Rose Weir. She has a son, James, and two granddaughters. She lives in London with her third husband, the conductor Stephen Barlow.
EARLY LIFE: Her family moved back to Britain in 1949. She attended army schools in Hong Kong and Malaya. Her television debut was in 1969's Some Girls Do.
CAREER: It was as Purdey in The New Avengers, Sapphire in Sapphire and Steel and Patsy in Absolutely Fabulous that she earned her place in the pantheon. She was made an OBE in 1995 and is a spokesperson for the Free Tibet movement and the Gurkha Justice Campaign.
SHE SAYS: "If you love something with a passion, it must come from within you. You are what you do, and you get what you want. That's why I'll always put my hand up."
THEY SAY: "She has tirelessly and loyally offered support to our cause." – Karma Hardy, director of the Tibet Foundation
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I signed the petition months ago. My US Marine WW II veteran mother signed on. So did my US Marine WW II godfather (Guadalcanal to the Japanese inland sea: the entire Pacific campaign; then Korea). Please find a way to get the names of international supporters of Gurkha justice to Westminster.
A recent article on the BBC website (April 19) noted the return of a Gurkha battalion to England after fighting the Taliban in Afghanistan. While the Gurkhas were in one of the most dangerous regions in the world (and lost two of their men) Gordon Brown's government was playing numbers games on Gurkha immigration. If the BBC figure are correct--and I'm sure they are--the Brown government deserves the slap this vote has given them: in their two-hundred-year history as warriors for Britain, some 45,000 Gurkhas have lost their lives fighting for Britain. FORTY-FIVE THOUSAND.
Joanna Lumley should be on the Honours List. She herself has the heart and soul of a Gurkha.
I know that there are many other Countries with their Troops who secured our safety in World Wars and i am also eternally grateful to them also, but i feel that ANY group of Troops who assisted in securing our safety should be allowed to 'call' themselves British Citizens.
If that's heroic, I don't know.
How is it we do not have a say in anything in this country any more? It must be noted that perhaps the Gurkhas do contribute substantially to the economy in Nepal. But do not try to fob us off with these excuses, these men should be given the choice to stay here or return to Nepal after all they have done. Justice for the Gurkhas!
Joanna should utilize her energies and influence on improving the lot of those the have provided the backbone of Britain, namely the waste grounds and rust belts of the British underclass; and of course improving the lot of the Nepalese who have so readily provided their youth at the disposal of the British Army.
Howver once the living conditions of the Gurka's homeland is improved; you also remove the conditions that made them such feared fighters, an irony indeed.
Actually, they don't, and won't. Outside war, Gurkhas are justly famed for their extraordinary peacefulness, strong work ethic, and close family/community ties. The fighting spirit and skill cease off the battlefield. They are tremendous citizens and neighbours. I would be thrilled and honoured to have them in my community.
tominlondon wrote:
Saturday, 2 May 2009 at 01:19 pm (UTC)
an army of Ghurka chavs from sink estates are coming to get you with their vicious little knives. Be afraid.
You utter utter t*@t !.
With her triumphant espousal of the Gurkhas' cause, a much-loved actress has added political clout to her very English brand of charm
She is out of cash, like Madonna she seeks publicity. Madonna went to Africa, Joanna want to help the Gurkhas
I thank you
Firozali A. Mulla
Robert, Cheshire
He served in rifle and artillery regiments throughout the campaign and never saw leave in over four years of service, he spent the the whole war fighting shoulder to shoulder with Gurkha troops.
In 1945 he succumbed to undulent fever along with many of his fellow soldiers, he was the only one to survive. My mother was desperate for news of him and was eventually flown on a Dakota DC3 to Tripoli and then on a mine sweeper to Greece where she was reunited with my father. She was given a personal body guard of Gurkha troops as the area was still considered a war zone. My father would only rest peacefully when in the knowledge that my mother was was under their care.
He eventually was shipped back to England to recuperate but was severly disabled for the rest of his life.
In the mid seventies I went to the front door of our house to find an Asian man standing there asking after my father, it was one of his fellow soldiers from the war, a Gurkha who had come to England for a reunion. When they met in our front room after all those years I felt so proud to be associated with such people who suffered without complaint over the years.
My parents have now passed away, they struggled enormously over the years but managed to give my sister and I the best they could. They would have turned in their graves if they had known what was going on regarding the Gurkhas recently. We all have a debt of gratitude to these gallant people.
As I am the legacy of my proud parents I salute the Ghurkas and their proud tradition.
Britain has linked itself militarily to a wide variety of ethnicities in the course of the last few centuries. The nascent SAS formed lasting ties with several tribes in the Burmese jungle during the last war. Quite a number of our soldiers actually chose to live with these natives in order to learn what they had to teach about jungle survival. Are these tribesmen next and if not, why not?
Joanna Lumley's campaign is morally repugnant. It is repugnant precisely because she is rich enough to avoid having to live with the consequences of her actions. It is repugnant because she is content that only poor English people, queueing for ever-shrinking public sector resources, will have that barrier to surmount. Whither then her tearful entreaties, her moralizing fulminations?
The placards carried outside the High Court told their own story. Someone put them up to this. Gurkhas, we are always told, pride themselves on their independence - yet suddenly they are converts to dependency culture, playing victim with consummate ease. Just sit in your wheel-chair and look pitiable, there's a good chap. The TV will love it.
IT IS IRRELEVANT how many wars Gurkhas fought alongside us. IT IS IRRELEVANT how brave they were or are. These people were and remain volunteers. They were and remain paid employees. A good measure of the transcendental stupidity at work here is the way enthusiasts often base their opinions on a comparison with asylum-seekers.
No matter. Personally I'm retiring to Bedlam. You can go back to feeling better about yourselves momentarily, thinking yourselves terrifically progressive, but there will come a time when an elderly aunt or parent finds themselves behind a Gurkha in the queue for a spot at the local authority Home for Retired Gentlefolk.
At that point you'll doubtless have forgotten your noble gesture as quickly as you forgot the ignoble contribution it made to exacerbating the many all ready desperate problems faced by your own people in their own land.
Read Jean Raspail's 'The Camp of The Saints'.
C'mon Joanna - look how simple it was to outwit Gordon Brown - go for the throat, we could have a cabinet full of Gurkhas - who's gonna argue with that??
Her.BUT WHY did it take a good person to pressure the THEIVES of parliament to bring about such
justice,when parliament allow other foreign nationals to walk into our country,and are given more
privilages than our own countymen.DON'T we learn from other countries like Australia,who allow only
immigrants,who contribute TO,NOT FROM U.K.These GREAT Gurhkas have fought hard for our (was)
great country,and deserve to be given more privilages than even some of our own citizens.
Michael A Peet