Dr. Bedrich Belohlavek (1902 – 1991)
DR. BEDRICH BELOHLAVEK
My father was born in Czechoslovakia, in 1902.
His parents, Bedrich and Ruzena, were innkeepers from Pisek in southern Bohemia.
When my father was two years old, the family moved to Pribram, about fifty miles away from Prague. Pribram was then a prosperous mining town, its fortune built on silver.
My father’s parents ran a small hotel, and also the café and restaurant attached to the town’s railway station.
My father showed a rather precocious talent for music, and learnt to play the piano, entertaining the café and restaurant customers with popular tunes at mealtimes. He later studied the piano and composition at Prague Conservatoire, but instead of taking up music as a career became the music and film critic of Rude Pravo – a leading Czech daily newspaper, based in Prague.
In 1924, he set up Dobra Edice, a small publishing house, specialising in poetry, essays, and belles letters. The books were produced with superb attention to detail, and were classic examples of European graphic design of the period. The last publication appeared in 1934.
In 1937, my father married for the first time. His bride was Frantiska Ungerova, a native of Prague, who had been brought up inVienna. Their wedding took place in Bulgaria, in Sofia Cathedral.
With the coming of the Nazis, my father fled to England. His journey was made possible by an influential acquaintance, who enabled him to make contact with the exiled Czech government based in London.
While there, he planned what was to be the first festival of British Film to take place outside the UK. It opened in Prague in 1946, with a galaxy of leading actors and production personnel from both Britain and Czechoslovakia as guests.
My father returned briefly to Czechoslovakia in 1947 but the advent of the communist government in 1948 meant a second and permanent departure. He settled with his wife in London, and bought an ill-fated restaurant, Le Tabarin, 46 Gloucester Terrace, London W.2, near Paddington Station.
It served simple continental dishes, and was much-loved by its customers. Unfortunately, changing times, and my father’s over-generous nature meant that it didn’t stand a chance.

The narrow exterior of L.Simmonds, bookseller.
The shop stands next to the timbered
Prince Henry’s Room, one of the few survivors of the Great Fire of London, 1666
He became bankrupt, and c.1951 took a job with a London bookseller at No.16 Fleet Street, where he remained on the staff for thirty years.

L. Simmonds – the shop signs
The firm of L. Simmonds was well-known to the legal profession, being in the centre of that world. It stood a few doors away from Middle Temple, and supplied vast quantities of law books, as well as serving local libraries, schools and colleges with more general stock.
My father’s boss, Louis Simmonds, was a remarkable man: diminutive in stature (like his wife, Rose) but big in heart, he commanded a loyalty from his staff that is now virtually unknown.

The narrow interior of the shop after its sale. The early eighteenth century stairs led to the upstairs stockrooms where books were sorted for local and City libraries.
It seemed rare for anyone to leave, under any pretext, and the shop had a faintly Dickensian air to it, narrow and rather dusty, but much loved by all who knew it.
1951 saw the publication of Who’s Next ? The Lesson of Czechoslovakia. My father wrote the book under the pseudonym ‘John Brown’, and dedicated it to the memory of Jan Masaryk, whose murder he had always deplored.
(Note: The British Library in London has an almost complete run of Dobra Edice publications, and various other works associated with my father. They can be found through the Slavonic Department, and in the general catalogue.)
To be continued …
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Copyright © Francis Wright, 2012
Written by Francis Wright
August 9, 2012 at 7:00 pm
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Tagged with Bohemia, Czechoslovakia, Dobra Edice, Dr. Bedrich Belohlavek, Masaryk, Pisek, Prague, Pribram, Smetana
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Dear Mr. Wright let me inform you about your older sister living in Prague. She was born in 1928 than your father was so young. At this time he wasn´t married. But as she has certificate of birth and there is written name of your father dr. Bedrich Belohlavek. Because she is 84 years old for her is very difficult to work with computer she asked me to write you this information. She knows her father went to England and later she never met him. And now I have find information about her father and you. If you will find this message, please contact me …
Vera Blahova Hajkova
May 15, 2012 at 3:13 pm
Dear Francis Wright,
I am writing you in the name of Ottovo Publishing, a publishing house from Prague. We are now doing a book on Czechoslovak service of BBC where former members of their crew try to remember and say a bit about all the history of broadcasting in London. They also speak about your father there, unfortunately, we do not have any photos of him. May I dare to ask you whether we could use some of yours? Would you have more of them? I would pick one or two, it would need to be scanned at least as the passport photo above. Thanks for your help and fast reply, we are in a hurry.
Best wishes,
Lukas
Lukas
March 17, 2013 at 9:18 pm