His father was a drinker – by his 40s, Jim had sworn off drugs, alcohol, tobacco and even coffee – who nonetheless taught his son a lesson that dominated Jim’s life: “When you do something nice for somebody, forget it immediately. When someone does something nice for you, never forget it.” This led to tolerance of all kinds of people – one of Haynes’s books (with Jeanne Pasle-Green) was called Hello, I Love You (1974). He claimed that his ambition was to have everyone in the world in his address book. In the mid-60s, having been forced out of the Traverse by financial difficulties and internal squabbling, he moved to London and began seeking a “space”, where people could gather and make things happen. “One of the nice things about being in a theatre which is open to new ideas”, he wrote in his engaging memoir Thanks for Coming! (1984), “is that you meet lots of people. Anyone who had a new idea was told, ‘See Jim Haynes, you can do it there’; and they were usually right.”