By Malcolm. Muggeridge
Half 1 of Malcolm Muggeridge's autobiography
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The whole thing was crystallised, as far as my mother was concerned, by the Colony, a Tolstoyan settlement in the Cotswolds started by Socialists from Croydon with whom we maintained connections. They made no bones about it, but lived openly with one another, unmarried, and, in principle at any rate, when they felt like it, changing their partners. They also, incidentally, eschewed private property and the use of money, held their goods in common, and otherwise detached themselves from contemporary usages-all points about which my mother’s feelings were tepid compared with her attitude to their sexual mores which, she considered, put them in the class of Sodom and Gomorrah, if not well below it.
They call them filles de joies in Paris, my father would say sarcastically, almost spitting out the words, and he liked telling a story about a man who was advised by his doctor to have a woman for health reasons. ’ the man says. ’ It is rather sad to reflect that the prostitute has gone the way of so much of our old Leftist mythology; driven out of circulation by ardent amateurs, as the arma ment manufacturer, or merchant of death - another great standby - has been superseded by ardent governments eager to flog their weapons, and the arrogant landowner by the arrogant bureaucrat.
Her connection with it came about through Will Straughan, my father’s closest friend, whom she subsequently married. Indeed, it was he who arranged for me to go to Sheepscombe. Various of his relatives had joined the Colony, and though he personally took a derisory view of everything to do with it, he continued to keep in touch with them. He was a truly enchanting human being; gentle, humorous, quixotically generous, original; somehow giving a vague impression of sadness, and yet indissolubly associated in my mind with laughter.
Chronicles of Wasted Time: Part 1: The Green Stick by Malcolm. Muggeridge