Cynthia Lennon

Cynthia Lennon
Cynthia Lennonwas the first wife of English musician John Lennon, and mother of Julian Lennon. She grew up in the middle-class section of Hoylake, on the Wirral Peninsula in North West England. At the age of 12, she was accepted into the Junior Art School, and was later enrolled in the Liverpool College of Art. John Lennon also attended the college; a meeting with Powell in a calligraphy class led to their relationship...
ProfessionFamily Member
Date of Birth10 September 1939
apologetic batter gave mattered reason tantrums until usual
He wanted proof, daily, that he mattered most to me. All sense of reason disappeared and his tantrums were awesome; he would batter away at me verbally until I gave in. Then he was back to his usual self, apologetic and loving.
muse
He's just like his father. The muse comes and goes.
discovered temper
I discovered that John's temper could be frightening,
coming far officers people police secure
I think it will make people very secure as far as having the police officers coming and going.
enjoyed flip great happened mean relationship sorry
I would say I'm sorry he didn't make it, ... And I don't mean that in a flip way. I'm sorry he didn't get to see everything that happened because of him and to have enjoyed this part of this life. He would have had a great relationship with his sons.
word
There was no word from him between 1971 and 1974,
friend school though
It's not as though you're an old school friend of mine.
affection austere brought home mother taken
He was taken away from his mother and brought up in a cold, austere home with little affection or comfort,
across arm behind came college dark followed head hit knocking next pipes raised ran speak waiting wall
The next day at college he followed me to the girls' loos (toilets) in the basement. When I came out he was waiting with a dark look on his face. Before I could speak he raised his arm and hit me across the face, knocking my head into the pipes that ran down the wall behind me.
wall night knowing
John and I weren't capable of getting back to Kenwood from there, so the four of us sat up for the rest of the night as the walls moved, the plants talked, other people looked like ghouls and time stood still. It was horrific: I hated the lack of control and not knowing what was going on or what would happen next.
proof-of-love people needs
John was in constant need of proof of love and security and he was constantly testing people for that proof.
thinking two wish
Ringo had this habit of lighting up two cigarettes, one for Maureen at the same time that he lit his own. I remember thinking it was a loving thing to do and wishing John did it for me. But that would have been too obviously demonstrative, maybe, for John.
stitches ringo relaxed
John was at his most relaxed with Ringo, who had him in stitches with his jokes.
complexes closest
John was closest of all to Paul; their relationship was very complex.