Patrick Moore
Sir Patrick Alfred Caldwell-Moore, CBE, FRS, FRAS (born 4 March 1923) is an English amateur astronomer who has attained prominent status in astronomy as a writer, researcher, radio commentator and television presenter.
He is a former president of the British Astronomical Association, co-founder and former president of the Society for Popular Astronomy (SPA), author of over 70 books on astronomy, and presenter of the world's longest-running television series with the same original presenter, The Sky at Night on the BBC. As an amateur astronomer, he became known as a specialist on observing the Moon and creating the Caldwell catalogue. Idiosyncrasies such as his rapid diction and monocle have made him a popular and instantly recognisable figure on British television.
Moore is also a self-taught xylophone and piano player and an accomplished composer, and a former amateur cricketer, golfer, and chess player. In addition to his many popular science books, he has written numerous works of fiction, and was the presenter of the 1990s TV series GamesMaster. An opponent of fox hunting, he is an outspoken critic of the European Union, and served as chairman of the short-lived anti-immigration United Country Party, before becoming a patron of the UK Independence Party. He served in the Royal Air Force during World War II; his fiancée was killed during the war and he has never married or had children.
Read more about Patrick Moore: Early Life, Career in Astronomy, Activism and Political Beliefs, Other Interests and Popular Culture, Honours and Appointments, Bibliography
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