"I'd have thrown myself under a bus for the Old Man." That's the line that stuck with me when I read about her years ago. 97 is a full life.
Their story
Cecily Gemmell, known all her life as "Chips", was the last surviving personal secretary of Sir Winston Churchill. Between 1947 and 1953 she took down his words as he composed them aloud, first as the leader of the opposition writing his Second World War memoirs and then, during his second…
Cecily Gemmell, known all her life as "Chips", was the last surviving personal secretary of Sir Winston Churchill. Between 1947 and 1953 she took down his words as he composed them aloud, first as the leader of the opposition writing his Second World War memoirs and then, during his second premiership, as secretary to his wife Clementine. She died in New York City on 8 October 2026, aged 97.
She was born on Christmas Day 1928 in Bangalore, in British India. Her father, Colonel Geoffrey Woodburn Gemmell, was a map surveyor in the Indian Army, and her mother, Winifred Grace Hall, went with him on long survey trips into the jungle. She was named after her father's youngest brother, Cecil, who was killed in France at the end of the First World War, and she inherited his nickname, Chips. She was educated at The New School, a wartime school founded in Calcutta and later moved to Darjeeling, which was nicknamed "Harrow on the Hooghly".
The family returned to England in the summer of 1945, and she trained at Mrs Hoster's Secretarial College, first in Lincolnshire, where she practised shorthand on the vicar's Sunday sermons, and then in London. In 1947 Churchill's office asked the college for a new secretary. Three young women were sent for interview, and she later said she was chosen because she "looked the toughest". She was 18 when she met Churchill at 28 Hyde Park Gate, where he was sitting up in bed after a hospital stay, smoking a cigar.
Her first months were spent with his literary assistant, Denis Kelly, cataloguing Churchill's wartime papers in the Muniment Room at Chartwell, his home in Kent. She lodged in nearby Westerham and cycled to work. Then she was summoned one evening to his bedroom, where a typewriter waited on a card table, and began taking dictation directly onto the machine. Her first attempt went badly. The next morning Churchill told her she had not got "one word in 50 right", but after a second try he beamed and said, "I knew you could do it."
Churchill dictated late into the night, sometimes until 5am, and his secretaries were expected to be ready at the cry of "Miss!" wherever he chose to work, beside his bed, outside the bathroom or at the foot of a ladder while he laid bricks. She walked his dog and washed his paintbrushes. She travelled with him to Monte Carlo, Marrakesh, Lake Como, the Dolomites, Blenheim Palace and the racecourses where his horses ran. Churchill painted her portrait and gave it to her as a Christmas present, an unusual honour from a man who painted few portraits.
After Churchill returned to Downing Street in 1951 she became secretary to Clementine Churchill. In 1953, the year Churchill was knighted, she left for New York and a secretarial post at Life magazine. She worked at Life for nine years and then for many more years in a similar role at Time Inc. When Churchill visited New York in 1954 she met him again, and Henry Luce did not believe her when she returned to say Churchill sent his regards.
New York became her home for the rest of her life. With an English accent she never lost, she became a regular in the Midtown jazz clubs because, as she put it, she never wanted the party to end. There she met the pianist John Bunch, Tony Bennett's long-time accompanist and a sideman with Benny Goodman. They lived together from 1977 and married on New Year's Day 1998. Bunch died in 2010, and they had no children.
In later life she worked to see that Churchill was remembered accurately and warmly, recording interviews for the Churchill Archives Centre oral history project in 1986 and for Martin Gilbert's BBC documentary series Churchill in the early 1990s. She called him "puckish" and said, "I'd have thrown myself under a bus for the Old Man." She was a long-time friend of Chartwell Booksellers in Manhattan, whose owner, Barry Singer, wrote her New York Times obituary from interviews she gave him in advance. She read it and said she "quite liked it", adding that it was a shame she would have to "hop off the twig" for anyone else to read it.
She died in New York City on 8 October 2026. Her caretaker, Mary Pizzarelli, confirmed the death, and no immediate family survived her. Obituaries followed in The New York Times, The Times, The Daily Telegraph, The Observer and The Economist.
Biography adapted from The New York Times (Barry Singer, 8 Oct 2026), The Observer (16 Oct 2026), The Daily Telegraph (14 Oct 2026), The Times, The Economist, Churchill Archives Centre, Wikipedia. Wikipedia ↗
In their own words
“I'd have thrown myself under a bus for the Old Man.”
On her devotion to Churchill, from her oral history, quoted by The Observer
“I looked the toughest, so I was taken.”
On being chosen from three candidates sent for interview in 1947, quoted by The Daily Telegraph
“I was terrified of him.”
On first meeting Churchill at 28 Hyde Park Gate, quoted by The New York Times; she added that he was "very benign"
“But on that interview, my life started.”
Recalling her first meeting with Churchill, Churchill Archives oral history, quoted by The New York Times
“All I saw of the famous were their socks.”
On cataloguing papers in the semi-basement Muniment Room at Chartwell, quoted by The New York Times
“I never wanted the party to end, and the jazz clubs stayed open the latest!”
On her love of New York's jazz clubs, quoted by The New York Times
“I think he kissed me and I practically died on the spot.”
On saying a final goodbye to Churchill in the Cabinet Room in 1953, quoted by The Daily Telegraph
“Such a shame I shall have to hop off the twig for anyone else to read it.”
On reading her advance New York Times obituary, quoted by Barry Singer

never knew about her till today, going to look up more