Showing posts with label Julia Lennon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Julia Lennon. Show all posts

Saturday, May 23, 2020

John's Sisters

John had three half-sisters from his mother and two half-brothers from his father. I already discussed the brothers, David and Robin, in another post (Meet the Lennons- you can check their labels ➡). John's two younger sisters, Julia and Jacqui, have been mentioned a number of times here but here we are, dedicated to the girls.
Let's start with the oldest with an unique situation: Victoria/Ingrid.
Ingrid Pedersen and Yoko at the Dakota, New York City in May of 1999


Victoria Elizabeth Lennon was born on June 15, 1945 an illegitimate child from an affair of Julia Lennon and 'Taffy' Williams while Julia's husband Alfred Lennon was away at sea. Taffy wanted to settle with Julia but refused her son John; Julia said no. When Alfred returned, he offered to raise the baby as his own but Julia refused as he was away often. Julia's eldest sister Mimi Smith refused to raise the child and supported their father for Julia to give the baby up for adoption. With a heavy heart and barely any options, Julia agreed; she was sent away for the remainder of her pregnancy while 4-year-old John spent time with one of his relatives. Victoria was adopted by a Norwegian couple Peder and Margaret Pedersen who lived in Liverpool while Julia assumed they went to Norway and was renamed Lillian Ingrid Maria Pedersen. In 1964, one of John's Aunts told John that he had another sister and he hired private detectives to look for his long-lost sister. Unfortunately, John died in 1980 and never found or met his sister. Meanwhile, in 1966, Ingrid discovered her birth certificate and adoption papers hidden away in her parents' house, realizing that she was John Lennon's sister. She promised her adoptive parents that she wouldn't reach out to her birth family until after their deaths in the 1990s. In 1998, Ingrid, working as a hospital worker, went to the media to reveal herself as Victoria Elizabeth the long lost sister of John. Ingrid went to New York to meet with Yoko and her nephew Sean while her sisters Julia and Jacqui, Cynthia and Julian Lennon, and the Stanley family commented that she was welcome to their family. 

"Jackie and I had always said we'd welcome Victoria into our lives, but felt it could be intrusive to go actively seeking her out. We'd understood that she'd left the country, as her adoptive father was Norwegian. But now it turns out she'd been living in Liverpool, then Hampshire for years. We'd imagined that one day she might pick up the phone, or arrange a quiet first meeting through the usual adoption agency or social work channels. But that's not how it came to be. She came to us through one of the tabloids, which ran a headline to the effect of, 'If anyone knows the whereabouts of John Lennon's sisters... ' But it's not as if we were hiding. Jackie saw the paper in her local supermarket. I was alerted by Paul McCartney's secretary, so it was quite a shock, and rather public. Ingrid has said she didn't want to offend her adoptive mother, so waited until she'd died before seeking out her natural family. I'm looking forward to meeting her, because she's my mother's daughter and I know the situation can't have been easy for her either. Of course, none of us can predict how we'll get on together." 
Julia Baird, 1998


Ingrid, Julia and Jacqui met for the first time at the revealing of John's home 'Mendips' where he lived with his Aunt Mimi of the Blue Heritage Plaque in December of 2000. As far as I know, it's the only encounter. Although Julia recently revealed that she did talk to Ingrid on the phone; Ingrid has an open invitation to reach out to her family at any time. It is unknown at this time if Ingrid met with Julian, although she did say she wanted to. On another note: Julia is, not sure the proper word for it... flabbergasted? Puzzling? Well, she noticed that John, Jacqui, and herself looked very much like their mother- you could tell they're related while Ingrid must favor her biological father.
Julia and John at a family gathering in the Summer of 1949


After Victoria's adoption, Julia met John Albert Dykins, she called him Bobby as she already has a John in her life (John called him Twitchy). Not long after Bobby moved in, her family were outraged by the scandalous move (a married woman living in sin with another man), her eldest sister Mimi basically reported Julia to child services (the first one didn't see the problem, the second one did) and John went to live with her. Julia had two children with Bobby: Julia was born on March 5, 1947 and Jacqueline Gertrude was born on October 26, 1949. They lived in a nice family neighborhood, typical family with John visiting as often as possible. Their mother Julia was visiting Mimi one early evening on July 15, 1958; John was at Julia's house with Bobby, his mother, Julia, and Jacqui. Little Julia was bike riding with her friends when she saw her mother leave and getting on the bus… she must have had a subconscious premonition that she would never see her mother again as Julia started peddling after the bus but stopped when the bus got too fast. After her visit, Julia went to walk to the bus stop but was hit by a car driven by an off-duty drunken police officer. John's friend Nigel Whalley had just a few moments before speaking to Julia while stopping by to see John (did she tell him that John was at her house?) and heard the horrible tragedy. Nigel rushed to her but it was too late, Julia died instantly. Mimi also heard the accident and rushed over. The ambulance was called and came, transporting her body to Sefton General Hospital. A policeman came to Julia's house to notify her death. Both girls were already sleeping, so Bobby's mother stayed for them while he and John went to see Julia in the morgue. Bobby cried uncontrollably. Julia and Jacqui were not told of their mother's death. They were immediately whisked away to Aunt Mater's house and were told their mother was in the hospital ill; meanwhile, Julia's family went to court against Bobby for Aunt Harrie to have legal guardianship of the girls. It took months before Uncle Norman Birch (Harrie's husband) had it with the secret and told the girls that their mother died, much to Harrie's dismay. I already briefly discussed Julia and Jacqui's childhood from living with their mother until her death to living with Aunt Harrie (read here as well as John's blossoming romance with Cynthia. However, here's some additional quotes for recap and to help with the story: 


"He gave us 2 shillings, 6 shillings. That was a fortune! Then he was disappearing with Cynthia into the long grass, and we rushed off to the sweets shop."
Julia Baird, 2019

"We saw John less because he’d gone off to art school in Liverpool, thanks to Mimi, but he’d come around still and sneak in the window to use the telephone. He also started bringing his girlfriend Cynthia Powell around to watch television and drink tea in the evenings. Then suddenly he was married and a baby arrived, John Charles Julian. We sometimes looked after Julian while John and Cynthia went on out."
Julia Baird, 1985

"Well, we knew he was on stage all the time. I talked to Paul about it later. I remember going around to Mendips to give Cynthia the downstairs, so that she could stay there with Julian as a young, young baby waiting for John. John had gone off to Hamburg and he came back and I went to get them tea and toast, to make them tea and toast, and walked in with it. John was just like comatose. Cynthia sat up with Julia. I sat on a bed. We chatted. We drank tea. We ate the toast. John didn't move. They were exhausted. Since then, when people say 'you made it very quickly,' or other people have just said 'oh, overnight sensation.' Paul said it right, 'we did 800 hours of rehearsal in Hamburg before we got to the Cavern.'"
Julia Baird, 2016

"The whole thing with John was that his feet rarely touched the ground at that time and he was away with the group a great deal. He had very little time then to give Julian, never mind his sisters. He was a very young man, and also green. We were married six years, but the amount of time we actually spent together was much less. But the girls would visit us in Weybridge and we'd just go out where they wanted, shop and have fun. We were very much involved because I was in love with John and therefore also loved his family. It was as simple as that. Both coming from the north of England - I'm from Cheshire - I think family meant a lot more to us. As for money, well my view is that when you have it you enjoy it and let others relish it too. When you haven't got it, you work for it." 
Cynthia, 1998
Jacqui and Julia, 1950


In late 1963, John, Cynthia, and Julian went to move to London. By 1964, John treated his family to the Liverpool premiere of A Hard Day's Night (Cynthia didn't go… don't know why?) and when John and Cynthia's college friend Helen Anderson opened her own fashion storefront, John and Cynthia treated Julia and Jacqui some treats of coats and hats.

"Although John and Cynthia had abandoned art college for Beatle and baby reasons, some of their contemporaries had finished their courses. One of their friends, Helen Anderson, had studied fashion and design and had recently opened a workshop and cutting room, over a shop in Bold Street in the city centre. This was the same Helen Anderson who had famously leaned forward in an art class in 1958 and affectionately stroked John’s hair. Cynthia, watching, had felt jealous and realized at that moment that she was in love with John. We went to the workshop the next day as promised- John, Cynthia, Harrie, David, Jackie, and me. Nanny was there with Michael too."
Julia Baird, 2019


John and Cynthia (mostly Cynthia) would arrange Julia and Jacqui's visits with Aunt Harrie. Julia and Jacqui traveled from Liverpool to London on the plane for the first time, paid by John. Now, there's been a conflicting issue… you see, Julia's memories of seeing The Beatles live at Finsbury Park's Astoria Theatre have been consistent and it was during their Christmas Shows from December 24, 1963 until January 11, 1964. But there's one problem: during that time, John wasn't living in Weybridge then. He was living at Emperor's Gate! The next time The Beatles performed at Astoria Theatre was on November 1, 1964, so maybe that's what Julia meant? Or was it on December 11, 1965? By that time, John was living in Weybridge, although he was on the United Kingdom tour for both. I don't know how long Julia and Jacqui stayed with John and Cynthia. Both those dates were close to the Christmas holidays. Well, since Julia consistently says Weybridge and George Harrison was with Pattie Boyd at the time, let's say November of 1964. Although I think Julia and Jacqui may have visited the second time in February in 1965 while the Beatles recorded Ticket to Ride (according to Julia, although granted she sounded unsure as she said 'I think' in an interview) or October of 1965 as Cynthia wrote in her John book that she took the girls to Abbey Road Studios while they recorded Day Tripper. 
Cynthia, Aunt Harrie Birch, and Jacqui at Aunt Mimi's home in Bournemouth, 1966

“When they began to get the house straighter, John arranged for Jacqui and me to go down for a few days. We loved the idea of being with John again at long last. It was an added bonus when he sent us air tickets: we'd never been on a plane before...That short holiday with John at Kenwood meant a lot of Jacqui and me. It was great being a family together again. Fantastic though the house was, we'd have just been happy if it had been the gardener's cottage. The important thing was being with John. We had a family life at Harrie's of course. But it wasn't the same as having our own proper family, like John, with us. It was almost as if Mummy might come waltzing in through Cynthia's kitchen hole in the wall with a trayful of scones straight from the oven, humming a nonsense tune. On the sitting room floor were some bulging canvas sacks which really intrigued us. Cynthia explained that they contained John's fan mail and invited us to have a look. We spent several hours totally absorbed reading through some of the thousands of letters. They were a fascinating insight into how passionately the fans felt about the Beatles. Nearly all of them were from girls. I think Cynthia enjoyed our company. She often spent long weeks of her own when John was away touring or spending endless hours recording at the EMI Studios. It must have been lonely for her in that house, surrounded by all the luxury and having no one to share it with. John began some more recording sessions in London and we ended up spending a lot of time with Cynthia. She was a kind person. She wasn't at all pushy or ambitious, and never had been as far as John was concerned. She seemed happy with him as he was. She hadn't let the money go to her head and she was as natural as ever… They were happy days we all had together, walking along the banks of the Thames, Julian in the pushchair, feeding the ducks and having picnics. A couple of times the chauffeur drove us three girls into London for a shopping spree at Harrods and Harvey Nichols in Knightsbridge. Money was no object. It didn't seem to matter how much we spent. We could have anything we wanted. That put Jacqui and me in a slightly embarrassing position as we were frightened to admire anything too much. If we did, Cynthia simply whipped her cheque book out of her bag and insisted we have it. Each time she did write a cheque, it was fun to see all the whisperings and nudging between the assistants as they recognised the name. We bought blouses, cashmere sweaters, leather trousers, and a new outfit each for the Beatles concert John was taking us to later in the week. We were loaded with bags when we left. At the store exit we had some right royal treatment from the Harrods doorman in his green and gold uniform who was waiting to open the door of the Rolls and help us in. It was the first time I saw ladies handing their dogs to a doorman at Harrods. Amazing!”
Julia Baird

"In July that year (1964) John and Cynthia bought Kenwood, a house in Weybridge, Surrey, for $20,000. That’s when we knew that John was a millionaire. And despite John’s ridiculous schedule, they had been talking about having us- the sisters and the cousins- to visit them in their new home. Harrie wanted to send us all together, but Cynthia and John insisted that Jackie and I went first, followed by David and Michael on a separate visit. They had been in the house for about six weeks when we arrived, via our first ever flight from Liverpool Airport… John and Cynthia’s new house was in a state of being done up. In fact the work had hardly been started when we arrived. There was no kitchen downstairs, just a gaping hole where it was planned to be. There were no electric gates either, no swimming pool, nor landscape gardens. But John was enormously proud of it, telling us all about the plans and showing off the elegant oak staircase, the large reception rooms and his den, which was red and lined with books. In the absence of a functioning kitchen downstairs, the food we ate was cooked in the housekeeper’s flat at the top of the house. John insisted that we sat down as a family to eat, in the oak-panelled dining-room downstairs, around a mahogany table under a chandelier. We sometimes ate roast dinners, but most of the time we had very simple food, like our favourite egg and chips, with two-year-old Julian perched in his high chair beside us. John and Cyn slept in a huge bedroom with an ensuite bathroom. We couldn’t get over the sunken bath, we’d never seen anything like it. We went into London several times, in the chauffeur-driven car, taking Julian with us. We bought him his own Beatle outfit, consisting of a miniature black polo-neck jumper, black jeans and shoes. He looked like the little rocker his Dad had predicted. We trawled Harrods, Harvey Nichols and the King’s Road, with Cynthia’s cheque book at the ready. Everything we liked, she wanted to buy. We had arrived in our best clothes, but renewed everything at least once: coats, dresses, skirts, jumpers, jeans. Every time Cynthia got out her cheque-book and signed ‘Cynthia Lennon’, she would explain that we were John’s sisters. We loved this, especially because our own family, still considering us outsiders, never referred to us as John’s sisters. While we were in Kenwood we saw the fan mail, which was arriving by the sackful every morning. John said that we could open the letters and read them, and even reply if we wanted to… All four Beatles were now the proud owners of customized black Mini Coopers, with darkened electric windows…John hadn’t yet passed his driving test, but still insisted on driving us to have a picnic by the Thames. John, Cynthia, Julian, Jackie, and me. He drove right across the golf course in Weybridge, laughing. This time we didn’t stop to collect golf balls to sell back to the golfers. The money problem had been resolved. When we remonstrated with John, laughing, about driving on the greens, he said, ‘I’m a Beatle. I can do anything.’ At that time, that was the feeling, everywhere. I had asked John to get me some contact lenses too. We asked the optician, who said that I was still too young and that my eyes need another year or two, to ‘settle’. So another one of our shopping trips on that visit had been to Bentalls, a large department store in Kingston-upon-Thames, to buy me some funky glasses. Cynthia and John both had glasses from there and thought that I would like a pair too…Yes please!... A day or two later we went back to Liverpool and school. It had been a wonderful visit. John and Cyn had seemed happy and unchanged, despite the grandness of their house and the money they had."
Julia Baird

"John and Cynthia took us to see George, who was living with Pattie Boyd in nearby Esher. There weren’t any sofas or chairs and we all sat on huge, embroidered cushions on the floor and had drinks and snacks. It was my first experience of a hippy house and I wanted a home just like theirs."
Julia Baird, 2019

"We opened his fan letters. Even replied to some of them: 'Yes, I will marry you. See you at the church tomorrow.'''
Julia Baird, 2019

"John didn’t pass his driving test until he’d had a Mini a fair while. And it had electric windows. No one had electric blacked-out windows in those days, but he did. My sister Jackie and I went down to stay with him and his then wife Cynthia at Kenwood when he’d not long moved in. And we went out in his Mini and he drove all over the golf course with me, this very posh, rich person’s golf course. We’re from Liverpool. We’re out in the car riding over the golf course. I said, 'This is dreadful. John, you can’t do this. You can’t.' He said, 'I’m a Beatle, I can do anything.'"
Julia Baird, 2014


John passed his driving test in February of 1965, I still think there's two visits that the memory collided into one. Julia wrote in John Lennon, My Brother that while she and Jacqui were visiting, John was studying and practicing driving before his test. The Beatles did hold a Christmas show in the first weeks of January, but at Hammersmith Odeon. While I am hesitant to believe that it was the Christmas show, perhaps Julia and Jacqui did stay at Emperor's Gate in December of 1963? It's logical and John didn't live there for very long. It could've been a brief visit, too. But, what do I know? I wasn't there… However, I still say it's a collide of memories. Here's the details from Julia about seeing The Beatles in concert at Astoria Theatre: 

"Oh. I don’t know. We went to the Liverpool Empire* when they did the tour... and we went to the Finsbury Park Astoria Cinema**. And I have visited that place since and it’s now a Gospel Hall… that was in London. And, that was a big, exciting thing. We went along with Cynthia. I think that was the first time it hit me, personally, how big they were . . . We went backstage. My sister and I were like good girls just sitting there watching it all. Mick Jagger walked in . . . But, afterwards, we went back with Cynthia on that particular night. We went back to the house in Weybridge with Cynthia, while John stayed out to party. It was a bit unsettling on Cynthia. She had a babysitter for Julian. He was in bed. We went back and had cocoa."
Julia Baird, 2000
*October 28, 1962 with Little Richard or March 24, 1963 with Tommy Roe and Chris Montez 
**I already wondered which date they were there
Julia and Cynthia at Cynthia's home in Normandy, 1998


By 1965, Bobby got married and was seeing his daughters as possible. Julia and Jacqui weren't too thrilled with their new stepmother but eventually accepted it for his happiness while Bobby accepted their feelings to see his daughters alone. Sadly, that same year around Christmas, Bobby died in a car accident. Julia was in college and Jacqui was in job training as a hairdresser. John and Cynthia weren't immediately told until months later; Mater eventually told them. It was then that John and Cynthia decided to buy a house to provide his sisters a nest egg… but we'll get to that down the future. By 1968, John and Cynthia were barely in touch with Julia and Jacqui… they got a divorce and John fell in love with Yoko Ono. That same year, on August 16th, Julia married her boyfriend Allen Baird and moved to Ireland before moving back to England a few years later. Jacqui remained in Liverpool, living in an apartment with friends while working as a hairdresser. Julia and probably Jacqui last saw John in 1968 and last spoke to him on the phone the following year for the next few years. Julia has three children: Nicolas (April 1970), Sara (September 1971), and David (April 1979). In 1981, Allen and Julia divorced.
As for Jacqui, she moved down south in London and got involved with a man named Paul. Jacqui got pregnant and briefly moved in with Mimi before moving in with Paul and had her son, John, in 1974. According to Mimi, Jacqui moved back in with her while pregnant for the second time but, sadly I'm guessing she miscarried as I could only find out about John and no other children. Julia only mentioned her nephew John in her Imagine This book. Jacqui moved back and forth between Liverpool and London over the years as a hairdresser and shop assistant. I have heard Jacqui had a heroin addiction but there's no elaborate source. John got in contact with his sisters in 1974 and 1975 after he returned back to Yoko after their separation, Yoko was pregnant with Sean. They would talk for hours on the phone, wrote letters (which Julia burned out of habit- she's the 'away the clutter' type), and sent pictures until after Sean was born in October. Whenever Julia and Jacqui would try to get in contact with John, they were stonewalled so they both gave up. The last time John and Julia spoke was on November 17, 1980; John told her he was planning to return to England in hopes of a family reunion by 1981. Unfortunately, it didn't happen. In 1991, Julia started a long term relationship with Roger Keys. She worked as a special needs for teenagers, taught English and French as a teacher and a trained psychotherapist as well as working with charity Save the Children, particularly in India and the Himalayas, and now lives in Liverpool. She became The Cavern Club's Director in 2004 and supports The Beatles cover band, The Mersey Beatles. Julia was also made Honorary Director for Strawberry Fields when it recently reopened.
Julia and Cynthia saw each other far and few between since Cynthia's divorce from John in 1968 and re-established contact by 1991 when Julia reached out to Cynthia about Mimi's ill health. Cynthia also reconnected with Jacqui. Meanwhile, Julia and Jacqui have bare yet rare contact with Yoko.

"During that visit Cynthia took us to shops and bought us anything we wanted, just wrote out a check. We almost became frightened to look at anything too long. The whole family liked Cynthia. I have nothing to say about Yoko Ono. I have never met her and have no relationship with her. I spoke to her on the phone once, and she once wrote a letter from New York, just general chitchat about John’s condition. In 1970 she and John paid a visit to Aunt Harriet, who came out with this great leg of lamb for dinner. Yoko simply announced that they were not eating that sort of thing because they were on some sort of macrobiotic diet. She spent most of the visit in the kitchen chopping and slicing up things like carrots."
Julia Baird, 1985

"I’m close to Cynthia, but Julian we don’t see. He lives in the south of France. I think that Julian has had a very raw deal all around - yes, from John, certainly from Yoko. I don’t know about from Sean. I know that Julian felt very protective of Sean, at one time. I don’t know what their relationship is now. Julian, I do know, has a girlfriend that he’s had for a few years, Lucy. And, he’s very happy with her. I’m just happy that he’s happy."
Julia Baird, 2000

"Cynthia encouraged our relationship. She’s like a big sister to me."
Julia Baird, 2007

"We've kept in touch and become part of each other's lives. We're quite spiritual people and even though we don't see each other all the time, we know each other inside out." 
Cynthia, 1998

"She made friends with Jackie and me from the start and 35 years later she's still very supportive. She's like a big sister and if I needed anything, I know she'd be there for me. We shared history - we all share bits of John and we lost him when he went to the States. That's part of the bond - we're his first family and I fear that, as Julian said of himself, we're a thorn in Yoko's side. It seems as though she would have preferred John to have been born at 26 and had no life in Liverpool. It's terribly hurtful." 
Julia Baird, 1998


Julia wrote two books: John Lennon, My Brother in 1988 and Imagine This: Growing Up With My Brother John Lennon in 2007. Julia was determined to have a private life until a John Lennon documentary aired; it showed Cynthia with a brief walk on part and poorly descriptive, his mother Julia as a neglected mother, and no mentions of Julian or his sisters. Julia called the producer who believed John didn't have any sisters (or brothers), as well as a biography written by Albert Goldman, which prompted her to write a book to set the record straight about her family, especially her mother Julia.


"What I’ve seen so far is negative, so fabricated. It’s the most negative piece of work I have ever seen. It’s almost as if he has taken a half truth and twisted it, as far as I’m concerned, to the point of no recognition. He’s taken things from a book that I wrote called A Twist Of Lennon and he’s even twisted that. He’s taken a lot from other books, Ray Coleman’s book and Philip Norman’s book Shout! on the Beatles, and elaborated on it and twisted it. I’d like him to be portrayed as a real man, not this shadow of a man. I haven’t read John Lennon, My Brother, but it sounds okay." 
Cynthia, 1988 (referring to book The Lives of John Lennon by Albert Goldman)

“There’s an awful lot of home truths coming out that were always overlooked before, because the people that were writing the books, were not from the inner circle as it were, they had not lived what we’d lived. I’m only half way through it, it’s such a tragic story that those two girls and John had to go through.”
Cynthia, 2007 (about book Imagine This)

Julia last saw Cynthia in September of 2014 before her death in April of 2015. Julia keeps in contact with Julian. Not sure about Jacqui, but I do believe there's a line of communication between herself and Julian. Unfortunately, I can't say the same with Julia and Jacqui's relationship with their other nephew, Sean. Julia and Jacqui only met Sean at Aunt Mimi's funeral in 1991. A year before, the family attended the John Lennon tribute concert with Sean playing in Liverpool but only the concert… no backstage access. A few years ago, Sean was performing at various areas in Europe, including London. Jacqui went to see Sean perform and told the stagehand that she was there… let's just say Jacqui heard no word about being invited backstage. If it had been Julian, Jacqui would immediately be ushered backstage. Like Ingrid, Sean is very welcome to reach out to his Aunts but I don't think they're holding their breaths. Julia has met Yoko a few times, but they're not close other than a hug and pleasantries. Julia is certainly not happy on how John abandoned Julian after the divorce, doesn't understand how he did a thing like that. Julia is a grandmother to three grandchildren; not sure about Jacqui.

"Julian was now big enough to sit up at the table in his high chair and John, despite many of his unconventional attitudes, maintained old-fashioned principals. Julian had to be taught to eat properly. I once got into trouble over lunch because I pulled a face at Julian and jokingly stuck my tongue out. 'Stop that,' John growled at me. 'He will copy you and I don't want him doing that.'"
Julia Baird

“I don’t know if Sean and Julian have a relationship. I think so, they talk well of each other, but I’m really an aunt to Julian.” 
Julia Baird, 2016

“He was a very good son, extremely attentive and loving. He’s into photography now, which I think is great for him, because it’s something John didn’t do. It can be a hindrance being the son of an icon.”
Julia Baird, 2016
Julia and Jacqui at Mathew Street near The Cavern Club in Liverpool, 1985
Julia at Miramar Cultural Center in Florida, February of 2016
Photographed by me… please don't save or use without my permission


I was lucky enough to meet Julia and she signed my book, Imagine This. I was going through a very tough time in my life, and, honestly, meeting Julia helped brighten up the light of the tunnel for me. A few months after that, I met Pattie Boyd (for the second time; first was in 2008 Beatles Fest in Las Vegas)! Anyway, I got to have a few minutes of conversation with her, mostly about Cynthia, as I figured this was my best chance of asking! Here's an entry I wrote from my diary about the experience:
2-20-16
On the 18th, I had probably the first high point of the year of 2016: I met John Lennon's (half) sister Julia Baird… Rather than getting a new book for her to sign, Mom found her book (at my constant request) that I got from Amazon Canada since it wasn't released in the U.S. I did tell Julia that and she was impressed by my determination skills- probably the first person in the U. S. to get her book… Here I am, with a living connection to John Lennon who died before I was born but admired. I asked how Ingrid, Jacqui, and her children are. She doesn't talk to Ingrid despite saying she's welcomed- Jacqui and her children are brilliant (Jacqui is like her twin that's 2 years younger). Julia is also a grandmother of 3! I also shared my condolences to Stanley, her cousin, and of course Cynthia. She got very sad- she last saw Cynthia in September of 2014 (the 20th) and at the time no clue she was sick. It must have been real quick. Cynthia was sweet, was very happy, and settled with Noel. Julia still keeps in contact with Julian- more her reaching out but Julian always responds back. Had a relationship with him since birth. Julia didn't say much on Yoko and nothing about Sean. Some more small talk about the Beatles before the concert (The Mersey Beatles) started. We posed for pictures and I got my book autographed…
After the concert, I found Julia again to say goodbye. I told her that she's the closest I would ever get to John and to thank her for making my sucky 2016 a positive high note as I'm going through a tough time. I shook her hand and told her I appreciate it. Earlier I did get a hug and kiss on cheek)
I didn't include this in my diary but Julia did tell me that when together, John was very much in love with Cynthia.

Saturday, April 6, 2019

Volume I: Meet the Lennons

John's father, Alfred Lennon

Cynthia never got to meet John's mother Julia but she did eventually met his father, Alfred Lennon, in 1965. Since John was five years old, Alfred disappeared from his son's life (sound familiar?) and didn't keep in touch for almost 20 years when John was wealthy. I do wonder when Alfred found out he was technically a widower (Alfred and Julia never divorced) since 1958? John told Cynthia his vision of his father as a hero of the sea but unable to come home because life on the sea was very busy… probably something John told himself for comfort. I have heard that there was a time when Alfred was in jail at some point. Being a Seaman wasn't an unusual occupation: both Cynthia's and Maureen Starkey's fathers (Charles and Joseph) were seamen at one point in their lives. But unlike John's father, Charles and Joseph came home. There is a possibility that Julia’s family, particularly Aunt Mimi, scared Alfred away. Maybe he did kept in touch but his mail went first to Mimi who threw it in the garbage- I honestly wouldn't put it past her. Anyway, by 1964, Alfred was working as a dishwasher when he encountered a man who drove John around (chauffeur… could it be Bill Corbett? Alf Bicknell? or Les Anthony?); Alfred went to see John on the set of A Hard Day's Night, accompanied by the press hoping for a reunion exclusive. Needless to say it didn't go well. John was horrified, shocked, and pissed off that he refused to see Alfred. John didn't tell Cynthia about this until later- she didn't know why John didn't tell her but knew that Alfred was a sensitive subject. A year later, Alfred tried another approach without the press and went to John's home, Kenwood. Cynthia answered the knock on the door and was shocked to find John's long-lost father standing at her doorstep. She was struck by the resemblance and invited him in, also very curious about this man. Alfred's hair was long and unkept so Cynthia offered to cut and tidy up his hair which he happily obliged. Cynthia also introduced Alfred to his grandson Julian who soon became his only fan when his one and only record That's My Life (My Love and My Home) came out later that year; I'm afraid that's all I know of the relationship between Alfred and Julian during that time period of 1965-1968. I have absolutely no idea afterwards when John and Cynthia divorced until Alfred's death in 1976. I can't imagine John's reaction and what went through his mind when he came home to find his estranged father in his home with his wife and son. An awkward conversation followed; John had many questions for Alfred's side of the story and compared them to what Julia's family have told him while growing up that I am sure brought on confusion and anger. When Cynthia, a sucker for reuniting families, invited Alfred to stay overnight, John gave her a look of ‘Do you know what you are doing?’ but didn't argue. Alfred stayed for three days and during those days, John was either avoiding his father by going out or had tense conversations about the past.

“Freddie was met by the unsmiling servant Dot, who escorted him through a mirrored door into the living room. Here he was greeted by John's wife Cynthia, whose sweet concern, reminiscent of a typical homely Lancashire lass, at last allowed him to feel a little more comfortable. They (Freddie and John) sat over a cup of tea, trying to put themselves at ease with each other, alone in the silent house apart from Cynthia and Julian who were upstairs in bed. John had already made up his mind that he wanted his father to live as one of the family, and lost no time in suggesting he should move in to Kenwood immediately. But there was little time for the promised heart-to-heart the following day...or the next. John did not usually rise before eleven o'clock in the morning, when he would come dashing down the stairs to eat a hurried breakfast, usually a plate of mushrooms on toast, promptly set before him by Dot or Cyn. But it was not until the appearance of Cynthia's rumbustious and plain-speaking mother, Mrs. Lillian Powell, on one of her regular visits to Kenwood, that anyone recognized his restlessness. 'For heaven's sake, man, you look as frustrated as a hen in a coop,' she remarked, one morning over breakfast in response to Freddie's god-forsaken expression. 'Why don't you get them to find you a flat where you can do your own thing?' Freddie hesitantly agreed to consider the idea, his main worry being John's reaction, but before he had even had time to consider the question Lillian had already broached the matter with her son-in-law. And the speed with which she helped to implement the operation suggested to Freddie that it wasn't only the 'lodger' who was to be more comfortable after his eviction. However, this restoration of freedom was marred by John's disappointment at his leaving. Freddie had detected a look of dismay on his face as Cynthia informed him of the arrangements that have been made. But is was clear from his withdrawn attitude that he had not expected this turn of events. And Freddie learned later from John Francis, the part-time chauffeur, that John had been 'very upset indeed' about his father's departure. Nevertheless he gave orders to Dot to ensure that Freddie was given a couple of weeks' supply of food, and Cynthia went to great trouble to provide him with a carpet, a TV and some bedding for the new flat.”
Pauline Lennon Stone, John's stepmother

I guess the connecting chauffeur was John Francis… the name doesn't ring a bell but who knows? Lillian sure could get things done, huh? She instantly saw how restless Alfred was and did something about it. And really, Lillan? A flat (apartment) where can do own thing… interesting considering John bought her her own house to do whatever she wanted and yet spent majority of her time at Kenwood [read my reasons why John and Cynthia broke up a few posts back]. Anyway, it does sound like Lillian got along well with Alfred, better than her tense coexistence relationship with Mimi. I have no doubt that John saw a lot of himself in Alfred, from looks to personality, especially their sense of humor. I believe deep down John and Alfred wanted a close relationship but the damage was too great; Alfred missed a lot and John only knew life without his father around.

Pauline and Alfred, 1968

Around 1966 Alfred met and fell in love with (19) college student Pauline. However, her mother was understandably against the relationship of her young daughter with a 50-something year old man. In 1967, Alfred took Pauline to meet his son. Alfred asked John and Cynthia to give Pauline a job: as a secretary, going through fan mail, and an occasional nanny for Julian. Cynthia later revealed there wasn't much for Pauline to do around the house and spent most of her time crying.

“I had already begun to suffer severe headaches and periodic blackouts when I received John's invitation to spend the weekend at Kenwood, so I welcomed the chance of a short break. I had arranged to meet Freddie at the Southampton Hotel in Surbiton, from where we would be driven to Weybridge by John Francis, the cabbie who worked part-time for Cynthia while Anthony was busy chauffeuring John around town. We arrived about midday and were met at the front door by Cynthia, dressed in a black sweater and red velvet slacks. Her reassuring smile and quiet charm made me feel reasonably relaxed. 'John isn't up yet,' she informed us, leading us through to the cosy little living room which opened off the kitchen and was actually the only spot in the vast house which in any way resembled home. We chatted a little about my predicament, and Dot made us some tea as we sat admiring John's huge collection of zany prints and lithographs which adorned the white walls, waiting for the entrance of the 'great one’. Cynthia seemed more in awe of John's imminent arrival than I was myself as she listened intently for his step on the stair with an expression of flushed anticipation. Finally her patience was rewarded. 'I think I can hear him now,' she breathed, glancing at me to check my reaction. I was soon to discover that John enjoyed an almost regal status at Kenwood, which he was encouraged to maintain by the demeanour of the household members and by his visiting friends. 'I see you don't like wearing specs either,' smiled John. 'You know, when Cyn and I used to go to the cinema we were both too vain to wear our glasses so neither of us could see what the film was about.' 'And we couldn't hear it either,' chipped in Cynthia. 'If you're short-sighted it affects your hearing too, you know- you can't lip-read so well.' 'Well, John, what do you think of my Polly?' he finally asked, putting an arm around my shoulder. 'She reminds me a little of Julia. What do you say, John?' I felt rather embarrassed to be compared with John's mother, especially when I caught sight of the uncomfortable expression on his face. But he dodged the question neatly, remarking that I reminded him more of Cyn. It was true that Cynthia and I did resemble each other a little, having the same long blonde hair and similar facial features. But it was immediately clear to me that John's mother occupied a very special place in his heart... John was badly in need of secretarial help in handling the large amount of correspondence- mainly from fans- that arrived at Kenwood each morning. So I was to work for him as sort of correspondence clerk and I would provide Cynthia with baby-sitting services, not nannying as such but looking after Julian whenever she was out. That way both of them seemed happy. I moved into Kenwood at the end of October 1967 and was duly issued with my own shiny red, electronic entry card which enabled me to come and go much as I pleased. It was also announced that I was to begin driving lessons immediately, which would allow me to ferry Julian to and from school in the smart black Mini with smoked glass windows which Cynthia normally used. Additionally stored in the attic regions were a vast quantity of John's discarded clothes, most of them worn only once or twice. Cynthia was most insistent that Freddie should choose whichever items he wanted to supplement his own meagre wardrobe, but unfortunately he was a size or two smaller than his son!”
Pauline Lennon Stone

It feels like Cynthia had a much social life than she let on; there was always an impression that Cynthia stayed home a lot more than Maureen Starkey, Pattie Harrison, and Jane Asher. I'm not implying like reclusive but less than how many times of outings. I do know that whenever Cynthia wanted to go out dancing, Terry Doran would normally be her escort while John, the definite homebody, stayed home because he wasn't much into dancing. I suppose it was around this time or early 1968 (before the India trip), that things got crazy, from the marriage of Alfred and Pauline and the alleged seduction Alfred pulled on Cynthia.

“However, it was the question Cynthia's evenings out with the girls which brought about a rift between John and Freddie and led John blowing his top with his father for the first but not the last time. During one of my weekend visits to Freddie in Kew we bumped into Cynthia in a nightclub one Saturday evening. Whether it was due to an excess of alcohol or simply the prompting of old-fashioned values I'm not sure, but Freddie was deeply shocked to find John's wife clubbing without a suitable escort and he treated her to a lecture on the subject of wifely duties. It was one of the few occasions when I was really mad with Freddie. I knew he had a terrible habit of saying the most outrageous things under the influence of whisky, but I was furious with him for offending Cynthia. I realized with despair that he had gone much too far, but what I did not realize was that certain members of John's entourage who were also present in the club would report his words to John in a totally contorted form. In fact several different versions of the truth reached John's ears- the most ridiculous of which being that Freddie had attempted to seduce his daughter-in-law! The accusations were nevertheless sufficient to enrage John, and without waiting to verify their validity he paid an impromptu visit to Kew the next morning, en route for London in his Rolls.”
Pauline Lennon Stone

“Eventually, however, Freddie exhausted the limits of even John's tolerance when he attempted to seduce his daughter-in-law. Cyn was so distraught that John threw his father out of the house, and refused ever to see him again.”
Pete Shotton, 1983

David, Pauline, and Alfred, 1969

Well, no matter how the misunderstanding of this alleged hit-on (Cynthia never mentioned it in any of her books or contributions to biographies), I suppose it's nice to know that John still felt jealousy and protectiveness over Cynthia.
While Alfred and Pauline settled into married life, John and Cynthia divorced and John got involved with Yoko Ono. On February 26, 1969, Alfred and Pauline welcomed David Henry; John met his little half-brother once and it wasn't a kind of meeting to remember. John was going through his Primal Scream therapy period and had a lot of anger boiling over. When Alfred brought along his family, John hit the roof! After that encounter, Alfred and John would never see each other again. On October 22, 1973, Alfred and Pauline welcomed Robin Francis, who never met John; since David was born, Alfred became a stay-at-home dad (which John would later do with Sean) while Pauline worked. At his age, there were not a lot of options for Alfred to get a job so Pauline got a job as a translator. Alfred and John did reconnect later through telephone while John was living in New York. Alfred died of stomach cancer on April 1, 1976 when David was 7 and Robin was 2½ years old; John offered to pay for the funeral but Pauline refused. I don't know if Alfred ever saw Julian again after 1968 and Sean was 5½ months old when his grandfather passed away, they never met. I don't know if Julian or Sean have any relationship with their Uncles David and Robin- my guess is no but I don't have any knowledge on that to confirm. Interestingly, Cynthia later died on the same day as Alfred, 41 years later. Pauline remarried to Robin Stone; David is in the computer business while there's nothing recent known about Robin (in 1989 he was in college and in 1997 was unemployed and living with his mother).

Julian and Charlie in Liverpool, 1989

Alfred had 4 brothers and 1 sister: George, Herbert, Sidney, Edith, and Charles. He was very close to his youngest brother Charlie despite the 6-years difference. Charlie knew John as a little boy until he was four, estimating around the time Mimi thought Julia was an unfit mother with an absentee husband, lots of boyfriends, and went to social service to have John live with her. Charlie served for the Royal Army and his relationship with sister-in-law Julia went downhill after her boyfriend John Dykins went to Charlie about the idea of Julia divorcing Alfred but Charlie turned him away. By 1958, Charlie had it with the Stanley family and left Liverpool until 1982 when he retired. I am guessing Charlie left Liverpool before Julia's death during the Summer of 1958? In 1964, after hearing John slamming the door in Alfred's face, Charlie wrote John a stern letter, explaining that there were two sides of the story. I don't know when John reconnected with his Uncle, but in November of 1967, John invited Charlie to his home in Weybridge for his birthday while he was filming Magical Mystery Tour. Charlie spent a few days there, had Julian on his knee, and got an autograph from John that he used one of Julian's crayons because he couldn't find a pen that Cynthia gave him after John left on film location. I don't know if John and Charlie saw each other again… However I do know Charlie and Julian reconnected in 1989.
In April of 1989, there was a tragedy in the Hillsborough Stadium during a soccer match between Liverpool and Nottingham Forest teams with 96 deaths. In July, Julian arrived in Liverpool to appear in the benefit concert. Charlie greeted Julian when he arrived in Liverpool; Julian didn't realize that it was his grandfather's brother until someone offered to take a picture of the two of them. Julian apparently forgot about Charlie after last seeing him in 1967- that's what happens when you don't keep in touch, especially a four year old. They had a pleasant chat… again, I don't know if they kept in touch until Charlie's death in 2002. Anyway, since that reunion, Charlie had pictures/posters of John and Julian up in his home.

Alfred holding his single record, That's My Life (My Love and My Home), in 1965

Going to go back to what I previously mentioned in greater detail: Julian being Alfred's one and only music fan. Alfred always loved music, he played the banjo. He even taught Julia chords of the banjo, who later taught John. After establishing himself as John's father, he took an opportunity to release his own music, That's My Life (My Love and My Home). It at first did well, well enough for a potential tour, but it suddenly disappeared and it's very rare to find these days. It's heavily believed that John and Brian Epstein managed to get it off. I wonder if Julian still has the record?

“John's reaction to his Pop's 'pop' venture were actually rather mixed. He had been angered by Freddie's story to Tit Bits and was basically opposed to any of his relatives or friends 'blabbing to the press'. Part of the reason for this was his fear that Mimi might be upset by the revelations. But he also resented the idea of his Dad- or anyone else for that matter- muscling in on his name. Nevertheless he bought a copy of Freddie's record and it was played regularly at Kenwood, his spacious home in Weybridge. John's son Julian, who was then just three years old was especially fascinated by the record and repeatedly asked his mother, Cynthia, to 'put on Granddad's song'. It gave John a secret thrill to think that his Dad was a 'real character' with some talent in his own right, but he was still too suspicious of Freddie to trust him or openly to acknowledge his interest in him as his father… At least Freddie did have the chance to get to know young Julian, whose only previous acquaintance with his granddad had been through Freddie's record 'That's My Life.'”
Pauline Lennon Stone

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

John Charles Julian Lennon

John - named after John Lennon
Charles - named after Charles Powell
Julian - named after Julia Stanley Lennon

At the time of 1963, I suppose it was difficult to determine the gender of the baby. There were no ultrasounds then until the late 1970s. So, it makes perfect sense to have names for both boy and girl to be prepared for anything. I don't know when John and Cynthia talked about and settled on the names- probably whenever John was home or maybe even their conversations over the phone; it's like any couple expecting a baby to discuss names. It seemed straight off the bat that both wanted family names for their baby. Both Charles and Julia were quickly on the table after their deceased parent. Actually, Julia was going to be named for either girl or boy, no matter what; the name Julian for a boy was the closest they could come to. I am very sure that it was John who wanted his child named after his mother and it was Cynthia who came up with Julian for a boy option. There was a moment worry for John when someone (who? I wonder! This part of the conversation must have been over the phone and it could be either Paul or George who knew for sure that Cynthia was pregnant; Ringo is iffy) thought the name Julian sounded poofy, sissy sounding but John and Cynthia laughed it off. Naming their child after a loved one was more important!

Then there's Charles. Definitely on the table for a boy, but for a girl? I am guessing that the girl would be Julia Lennon, but would she have a middle name? Cynthia didn't have a middle name (I know about this Lillian middle name business and I will rant about that make-believe middle name in another post!) but her mother Lillian Anne did. John's mother Julia and his Aunt Harrie didn't have middle names and yet their older sisters, Mimi, Mater, and Nanny, did. So, let's give the girl middle name a benefit of the doubt… I Googled female names for Charles and here's what popped up: Charlotte, Caroline, Charlie (or Charley), Cara, Charlesa, Charleigh, Charlene, Charlize, Carlotta… you get the idea. I especially like Charlotte and Caroline but who knew how Cynthia and John felt about those options? Julia Charlotte? Julia Caroline? Julia Charlene? Honestly, all those could work with Julia! Or just plain Julia Lennon and save Charles for a second child option (another separate post plan!).

Finally, John. After the sperm-man. The father. John Winston Lennon. My betting money will go on Cynthia for thinking up with that one for her baby. Although I don't think John wanted his son to be a Junior, as he hated his middle name Winston (after England's Prime Minister, Winston Churchill) and went as far to try to change it in 1969 to Ono but due to unique circumstances in England, John couldn't omit Winston and had to settle as John Winston Ono Lennon instead.
Interestingly enough, in 1975, John had another son with Yoko Ono and they named him Sean Taro Ono Lennon. Why is that interesting? Well… Sean is the Irish version of John; Taro is a Japanese version of John (and Ono is after, you guess it, Yoko!). So, technically speaking, Sean’s name is actually John John Ono Lennon! But since Julian already had a claim of John and there was a baby that Yoko miscarried in 1968 named John Ono Lennon II (Seriously?) John and Yoko settled on Sean Taro. So, John has both (well, three, if you count the deceased baby) of his boys named after him.

Julian and Cynthia in Liverpool, Autumn of 1963
Photographed by David Birch

Now, I don't know when Cynthia decided to nickname her son Julian. It sounded like it happened right away but from what Julian said of the name confusion it may have taken a while. I think it is definitely clear that Julian was Julian by 1964.

“We’d already decided that if the baby was a girl she would be called Julia after John’s late mother. A boy was to be John Charles Julian. In the end, two Johns proved confusing, my eldest brother was already Charles, so the baby became Julian.”
Cynthia, 1994

"When I was a baby and my parents were still together, I was called 'John' and there was always confusion. My mum would say, 'John, come here,' and we wouldn't know which one. So they started calling me Julian to clear up that problem. The name fits me"
Julian, 1985

“I didn't decide. What really happened was Mum shouting, you know, 'John! Come in here, your dinner’s ready!’ We both come running in, so Mum started calling me Julian.”
Julian, 2013

Billy J. Kramer

To mark his son’s birth in a silent clever way, John suggested to Brian Epstein to add a J to another of his client's Billy Kramer and the Dakotas. John thought Billy J. Kramer had a better flow. Brian agreed and I guess Billy was up for it but wasn't too keen on what it really stood for…

“He actually put the J in my name. I went into Brian’s office, and he said, ‘John’s got a suggestion. How about Billy ‘J’ Kramer. It’s American sounding, it’s catchy. It flows.’ And I said, ‘What do I say if someone asks what it stands for?’ And he said, ‘Julian’. Now, I didn’t even know John was married, let alone had a son called Julian, so I said, ‘I don’t like that name, that’s a real poofter’s name!’”
Billy J. Kramer, 1985

“At the time I said, ‘What if anybody asks me what does it stand for,’ and John said, ‘Julian.' I said, ‘I don't really like that name.’ I didn't know that John was married at the time with a son. But that's what I said.”
Billy J. Kramer

“Shortly afterwards I was called into a meeting with Brian at his office and John Lennon was there. Brian said to me: ‘John's come up with an idea. He thinks your name would sound much better if we added the initial 'J' to it. How does Billy J. Kramer sound?’ I said: 'That's okay by me, but what do I say to the press if they ask me what the 'J' stands for?’ John said 'You can tell them it stands for Julian.' To tell you the truth, I thought Julian sounded like a puff's name and I refused to use it. I didn't know at the time that John had a son and had named him Julian in memory of his mother."
Billy J. Kramer

As of 2008 when I met Billy at Beatles Fest in Las Vegas, he had never met Julian. Billy has met Cynthia a few times which will come up as the blog continues on…

For John's part, he did call Julian 'Julian’ so he was all for the nickname. He also never forgot Julian's two names, John and Charles. I have heard from time to time that John called Julian 'J. C. J.’, he even addressed Julian on a postcard as 'J. C. Julian’ as shown on the second postcard below in 1979.
John's postcard to his Aunt Mater and cousin Stan mentioning 'John Charles Julian', May of 1963

John's postcard to 'J. C. Julian' in Ruthin, Wales from New York City, April of 1979