Sowerbutt was not
used to speaking into the large RCA microphone, his voice echoing and popping. “It’s a pity the Old Man is not here, lads, he always
enjoyed an audience.” Laughter swept the
theatre with the odd cry of “Mosley, Mosley.”
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