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halsall ,(don't know if she'd want me to use her first name), said earlier that she enjoyed my Past Forward article about cinemas, and suggests it might be another idea to jog memories, so I will do the bit about The Bug. Here goes.....I only just remember The Doric Cinema in Ince, (known as The Bug for reasons we won't dwell on!), but my late brother, 19 yrs. my senior, (That's NOT our Colin by the way, Aitch), remembered it well and recalled our Grandma telling of the days when they had silent films, and a lot of elderly Incers couldn't read and would take a young companion to read the captions, and during the silence in a "jealous lover" scene, a wavering voice would pipe up, "Wozzee seh?", and the young companion would bellow, "'E sez 'e's gooin' t'porr 'im!".In my brother's day, the kids got in for a penny and a jam-jar, which the owner, Mr. Pennington, known to one and all as Owd Penny, sold to Teg's pickle-works. Once the "Penny Rush" were in their seats, Owd Penny went home, locking the front door and leaving in just the kids, the projectionist and the Chucker-Out, who was a former wrestler known as Cocker, (pronounced "Cock-Ker"). The kids at the front sat on long forms, and Cocker shoved them along with a clothes-prop with a rag on the end to make room for a newcomer; this resulted in the child at the other end falling off, but it was all part and parcel at The Bug, and no hard feelings. Once the picture started, orange-peel and apple-cores flew through the air like missiles; the villain was Booed and the hero received the deafening information, "'E's Be'ind Thee!" from a hundred Lancashire voices. One particularly rowdy Saturday, Cocker had had enough! He opened the exit-doors, which opened outwards onto a little alleyway, went outside and bellowed "Reight! t'lot o' yer, OUT!", whereupon two opportunist little lads jumped up and shut the doors, leaving Cocker in the alley and the kids on their own inside. My brother couldn't recall the outcome, but he never forgot the glorious pandemonium in The Bug on that long-ago Saturday Afternoon! Right Incers, any more tales of The Bug? Over to you.