Eleuthera du Breuil

My family is greatly privileged. I would be the first to admit that. But not all of us have accepted that we should stick at what is expected of us. I am talking specifically about my much younger 28 year old cousin, Eleuthera du Breuil. Named after the island she was conceived on, but known as Ella.

Ella stood apart from an early age. At school, she was the youngest ever woman to qualify as a coxswain of an active lifeboat. She was chosen to work in the Antarctic, doing a job which is usually selected for men, living with only a handful of people and hundreds of thousands of penguins, driving boats through seas that belong in horror movies. And now she pulls people out of the River Thames for the Royal National Lifeboat Institution. Ella is privileged, yes. But has it been an easy ride? No.

Ella went to a boarding school whose aim is to educate children from as many different backgrounds and nationalities as possible so that they can learn tolerance and how to work in harmony. The day she arrived didn’t exactly fit that plan. She found that she was sharing a room with a Pakistani girl who, hearing of her lineage and blaming her great grandfather (my grandfather) for the troubles caused by Indian Partition, held Ella up against the wall by the throat.

The school opened her eyes though, toughened her up and also gave her a skill that she has used for life – the ability to drive a powerboat (and mend it if necessary) in incredibly dangerous situations. In her own words she describes one of these moments in the South Atlantic, thousands of miles from any help, alone and in charge of a boat: “When things go wrong and you are standing waist deep in freezing cold water thinking Holy Shit I have broken this thing, you can’t break down and cry. You simply have to dismantle the engine and carefully put it back together.”

What made her so strong, so single minded, so brave? She says her most formative moment came when she was 18. Her beloved father – an alcoholic, divorced from her mother – died suddenly of a heart attack induced by booze. I remember her father well. Good looking, amusing and French, someone to easily fall in love with. “I had just finished college and I was about to go on my gap year,” says Ella. “I was in France waiting for my father to turn up to see me but he didn’t. I called England and asked Mum to chase him up. Mum found him dead. So that was the end of my gap year: he died intestate so, as his only child, I spent my gap year grappling in French and English the intricacies of intestate law – which I didn’t want to do in either language and especially not at 18.”

Her father’s death made her stop and think about who she was and what she really wanted in life. She realised, quite clearly, “that life is actually really short and very unpredictable.” She made a conscious decision not to waste it.

After university she earned a place as Senior Boating officer for the British Antarctic Survey. An unusual prize – indeed King Edward Point, on the island of South Georgia, in the Southern Atlantic is not the kind of place that most people would think of visiting, let alone living for 14 months. Not only were the sea and the climate often inhospitable, but also the atmosphere on the base. Ella explains, “that year was the first time that 50% of the team were women. It was generally known as the year that ‘the dogs left and the bitches arrived.” Nice attitude guys. But Ella coped. Admirably.

Her return home was almost as difficult to acclimatise to. She had to contend with crowds of people (and no penguins) She had to drive a car again (not a powerboat or a JCB) and she had to really concentrate when she went to cross the road.

“Privilege doesn’t matter,” says Ella “you need to work very hard, whether you are posh or not if you are to succeed in life.” Is she ever scared? No, not of the normal things like 40 foot waves, or pain, or danger… but of moving house, of domestic change? Yes, very much. Everyone has their differences. It’s just that my special cousin Ella has more than most. And has so far led an extraordinary life to prove it.

10 thoughts on “Eleuthera du Breuil”

  1. India, I love your profiles but wonder why you do not provide a twitter link to post your stories online there?

  2. Hello India,

    I enjoy reading your profiles and have been following your career for many years. Eleuthera sounds remarkable – I am in a career that is male dominated (but nowhere near as dangerous) and I admire women who can thrive in the face of hostility. All the best to you and your beautiful family.
    Rosita Nunez

  3. I was at Atlantic College when the all-girl RNLI team was going out and it was such a point of pride for the school. I was lucky enough to get to know Ella when she was there and found her to be such an amazing young woman! I followed her adventures at the bottom of the earth and love her spirit. Thank you for profiling her.

  4. Hello,
    I met Ella on a number of occasions when I was working in the Development (fund-raising) office at Atlantic College in the ‘tower’ on the first floor in 2006/2007. Ella had a certain ‘aura’ and a very pleasant disposition and I was certain she was ‘going places’. Since 2010 I have been living about 6 miles from St. Donat’s and Atlantic College, near Ewenny in the Vale of Glamorgan, a most beautiful part of the world.

  5. I am so pleased you took the time to write. How lucky we both are to know Ella. And what breathtaking countryside you live in. IH

  6. We have had such a wonderful response to Ella’s interview. It is especially nice to hear the personal connections. I bet you have some wild strories to tell. IH

  7. I really enjoyed this nicely written snapshot of this remarkable woman’s life thus far. Fascinating and thought provoking. Looking forward to reading the rest of your pieces in due time.

    All the best,

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