Opening day was a huge hit with the locals. Saturday Matinee with a Roy Rogers / Lone Ranger double bill with an interlude for Pathé News. The queue of unkempt urchins with cowboy hats & cap pistols stretched all the way past Jud Crumpsall’s Tripe Emporium on Peel Street. Once inside they gasped at the luxurious maroon velour seats & the fake stars on the ceiling as the usherette led them through the darkness & fag smoke using a Davy lamp to light the way. They then sat with mouths gaping in awe as the screen flickered into life & they witnessed for the first time the spectacle of “moving pictures” which was immediately denounced as the work of the devil.A new cinema in Barnsley eh, that means they must have finally got electric n street lamps. Bet they can walk abart nah without wearing a hemlet wi a torch on it.
The projectionist was then lynched & subjected to the ducking stool at Tinkers Pond before being burned at the stake as a witch.