There was the Butler and the Empress, the Osborn, and there was one in Swan
Street, it was only a small place. In fact, it became a furniture warehouse,
and we used to go there, and I think it was about three pence to go in, but
they didn't give you a ticket, they gave you a washer. And one of the children
in our crowd who roundabout, he had a brother who worked at a metal works in
Collyhurst. It was like this big well-known place, and he'd made some washers
[laughs], and the boys used to go in on one of these washers, and then they
got used to it and stopped it. They decided to have tickets. But the thing was,
before the cinema started, we used to go early and we could go and play the
piano at the front [laughs]. And we played, Oh, can you wash your father's shirt,
and cowboys on horseback going along, you know, it were--, the more I think
about that, it was really funny, really funny. Until grownups started coming
in, then we all had to come out.