He was always very proud of his heritage, but seldom wore a kilt as he was always so worried about how he looked to the world. He was very well dressed when he was out and about. He never wanted to be seen in his lab clothes so often very important people who were visiting him had to wait being entertained by Kathleen my mother while John shaved and dressed. His standards were high. By 1946 he had up and running 1800line, fully electronic, colour television, something we cannot even see today.
John Logie Baird
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The
BeginningHe was a kind man, caring for others. The whole World was of deep interest to him, how things worked and why. He loved his mother, his Daughter and of course the mystery woman. His perfect pitch ear led him to adore piano music, which led him on to marriage. He was always thinking, wherever he went, how to improve life, drawing on napkins his new ideas even when dining his mind was working hard. Loving photography led him on his quest to invent Television. At first he had the idea to make an electric camera. Then the saw the possibility of moving electrical pictures, and the idea overtook him.
He had a passion for clocks and watches, also enjoyed the Victorian Music box's, the pianoforte box was his favorite, as it often sounded as if the pianist had six hands. Friends were very important to him. He never got over the loss of his mother and blamed his father for her somewhat hard life. He loved Helensburgh and his home there, surrounded by Cherry Trees. He stopped smiling on photographs so that people would take him seriously, thinking that his fathers wonderful sense of humor had held him back as far as promotions within the church. He needed love and was always devastated when the woman he loved so much spurned him, marring another while he was away. He always wanted to marry above his class as he adored the Arts, from Orchestral to Modern in music. He loved the Opera and Ballet. The theatre was also a great way for him to spend time. He hoped that an upper-class wife would open doors to this side of life. He loved the fine life down to tea from Bone China, and a clean napkin with every meal, even if it was only tea and a bun. He was fascinated by the Occult and astrology , also with building and decorating, with a great enjoyment of good food and good wine. Everything was interesting, and warranted investigation.
I forget the name of his soul mate I think it was either Susan or Pat, the hard thing was that she was absolutely perfection for him. He loved her beyond explanation, the only hesitation he had was that she came from a normal background and was not the better class girl he hoped to marry who would open doors for him to lead to the Lords and Lady's of this World. while thinking about what was the best thing to do, his love impatiently married someone else. He was devastated. He had asked her along on his Caribbean trip, but she had refused feeling that it was improper for a unmarried lady to escort a man in this fashion. Right up to the last moment of life he was thinking of her, wondering and wishing she was by his side. It was another Dr Zhivago as their deep love seemed to keep them apart. He once confessed to mother that if he had met her at school, he would have never looked at another woman. She appeared at his funereal in a terrible state and his kind wife Margaret looked after her. When someone we love dies we turn to their next of kin hoping to find the person in them, but sadly so often it fails. She seemed to live into her 90's waiting to die so that again she could be with her love. I think that they met again somewhere in time, maybe under Gods wing.
Half Brother Malcolm admits that he knows nothing of this side of his
fathers life. Read the forum on Bexhill-on-Sea's web site.
