Ffion Hague - The Pain and the Privilege - The Women in Lloyd George’s Life

Dick described Mrs Tim as ‘a lively, attractive creature, rather loquacious, very stylish, perhaps a little flamboyant’. 3 She wore a scent that reminded him of a basket of carnations, and she went out of her way to charm the little boy. As for his father, Mrs Tim became the first woman to occupy a regular place in Lloyd George’s life since his marriage to Maggie.

It was inevitable that this relationship would hurt Maggie. She could be certain that Lloyd George would not risk the major scandal of divorce, but it irked her that he should spend his time with another woman, especially a woman she considered inferior to herself in all but housekeeping ability. This tension shows in her letters. In May 1897 she upbraided Lloyd George for giving Mrs Tim a ticket for the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee festivities, instead of the more worthy Davies family he had stayed with in Acton as a new MP. In reply, he came out fighting:

What a jealous little wife I have got to be sure! Now let me prove to her how groundless her suspicions are—as usual. So much was I in agreement with her as to the prior claims of the [Acton] Davies’s, that I offered them my extra seat last night—but they had already received as many as eight seats elsewhere. I then told the Morgans, having got the Davies’s out of the way, that I had an available seat—but they also had ‘excellent seats’ in another quarter. So poor Mrs Tim only comes third or even fourth. But still I don’t wish her to occupy even that back seat if you object. Is there anyone else you would like me to hand my seat to? 4

Lloyd George believed in brazening out any embarrassing situations, both in politics and in his personal life. His mistress, unlike Kitty Edwards, was not the type to risk her own comfortable situation, and Lloyd George trusted her not to expose their affair or to make excessive demands on him. Far from trying to keep the families apart, Lloyd George encouraged social contact between them. As the relationship between him and Mrs Tim flourished, his whole family was drawn into their social arrangements. Dick recalls being taken often to Pantycelyn, and going for long walks on which he and the Davies children would be sent ahead, allowing his father and Mrs Tim to have a leisurely tête-à-tête. Finally the penny dropped that this woman was making his mother unhappy, and although Mrs Tim was friendly and generous towards him, Dick turned against her with a fierce ‘childish hostility’. *

Other members of the family also realised that there was more to their father’s visits to Putney than social duty, including Olwen, who already had a reputation for being outspoken. She recalls playing a guessing game with her father, her siblings and Maggie, who had made her husband a present of a pen. Lloyd George held the pen aloft and invited his children to guess who had given it to him. ‘Is it a lady?’ he was asked. ‘Oh yes!’ ‘Is it someone you kiss?’ asked Dick. ‘Well, yes!’ came the reply. Then, in her innocence, Olwen dropped the bombshell. ‘Is it Mrs Timothy Davies?’ The embarrassed silence that followed opened her eyes for the first time to her father’s infidelity. 5

In the spring and summer of 1897, tension simmered between Maggie and Lloyd George. Maggie was jealous of Mrs Tim, and they were both feeling lonely as they continued to spend long periods apart. At the end of May, Maggie wrote from Criccieth chiding her husband once more for not spending enough time with his family. He, always on the lookout for ways of increasing his income, was about to start up a law practice in London, at 13 Walbrook in the heart of the City. His partner, the Anglesey lawyer Arthur Rhys Roberts, was expected to do the work, while Lloyd George, with his store of London contacts, provided the clients. Money, he replied to Maggie, was the reason he needed to stay in London. Her dismissive response provoked him to set out a few home truths:

You say you would rather have less money and live in a healthy place. Well, hen gariad [little love], you will not forget that you were as keen about my starting as I was myself. Then you must bear in mind that we are spending more than we earn. I draw far more than my share of the profits [of the North Wales practice] though I don’t attend to 1/10th of the work. This is neither fair nor honourable & feel sure you do not wish it to continue.

For all their sakes, he argued, it was time for his family to join him on a permanent basis:

Now you can’t make omelettes without breaking eggs & unless I retire from politics altogether & content myself with returning to the position of a country attorney, we must give up the comforts of Criccieth for life in England. As to attending to the business during sessions & running away from it afterwards your good sense will show you on reflection that it is impossible. No business could be conducted successfully on those terms. You are not right, however, that this presupposes living entirely in London. If you prefer, we can take a home somewhere in the suburbs—say Ealing or Acton, Ealing for choice. There the air is quite as good as anything you can get in Wales as it is free from the smoke of the great city. Or if you prefer we could go still further out & live say in Brighton as Clifton does…Think of it, old pet, & think of it with all the courage of which I know you capable. 6

Maggie would not budge, and by August Lloyd George’s sympathy was wearing a little thin: ‘How infinite your self-pity is! Poor lonely wife. You are surrounded by all who love you best—father, mother, children, Uncle Lloyd & all. But can’t you spare some sympathy & compassion for the poor lonely husband who is surrounded on all hands by wolves who would tear him—did they not fear his claw?’ 7

A few days later he wrote Maggie a loving letter, but the teasing, affectionate tone of the correspondence between them was about to be rudely interrupted. They were still under pressure from the Edwards divorce case, but the incident that sparked their most serious quarrel yet was Maggie’s decision not to accompany her husband on a trip to Llangadog in Carmarthenshire, presumably on political business. On 13 August Uncle Lloyd recorded in his diary that both Maggie and William George had received strong letters from Lloyd George: ‘Mag heard from D.Ll.G—fully expecting her to go to Llangadock. Pity he made his mind so—as she is unable to go. W.G. had letter today also, it seems.’ 8 His tone is sympathetic towards Maggie—at least, he does not seem to blame her for not going. He and William George often thought Maggie’s decision to stay in Criccieth far more reasonable than Lloyd George allowed. They were in a position to see the practical difficulties of moving a young family between Criccieth and London, and tended to take Maggie’s side.

Not so Lloyd George. His letter to William was angry and vengeful. He decided to force Maggie to join him in London permanently by giving up their house in Criccieth:

My wife declines to go out of her way to spend Sunday with me at Llangadock. She makes the kids an excuse. Becca [Owen, a cousin] would be only too glad to take up her quarters at Bryn Awel *for a few days to look after them. I have made up my mind to give up the Criccieth house altogether. M. is giving notice today. She has failed to let it furnished, and even if she succeeded I shall want the furniture for a house up here [in London]. I mean to let the flat and take a small house in the suburbs. You can’t keep kids in a flat. Can’t you let Bryn Awel for me unfurnished? 9

Lloyd George’s peremptory tone and unilateral decision-making might have brought some wives to heel, but not Maggie. It was one thing for him to ask her to join him in London, quite another for him to give up the house her father had built for their use without her agreement. Maggie wrote a furious and destructive letter threatening her husband with a public scandal. It has not survived, and we do not know if she was alluding to his relationship with Mrs Tim, some other personal matter, or, since Lloyd George was under pressure from his constituents because of the infrequency of his visits, a political exposure. The gist of her threats can be deduced from Lloyd George’s reply. In a cold, cruel letter he hit back, targeting her own weak spot: her failure as a wife: