CHAPTER ONE      JUNE 1977, MANCHESTER, ENGLAND The car eased through the automatic gears as it proceeded into the drizzly Manchester night. No different from the hundreds of times the driver had done this before; a night on the town, a few more drinks than normal, the mood throughout was free and easy. It began at seven in the evening with a few drinks shared with four friends, which increased to eight by ten-thirty. It seemed the usual crowd had the same idea on that warm, sultry night, until the yellow, closing sun gave way to the first dark clouds, and then the rain. The city centre was quietening down as the midnight news on the radio was followed by the dulcet tones of Bryan Ferry singing the Dobie Gray classic, ‘The In Crowd’. It all seemed to match the mood of the night.   A taxi ride of only a few miles seemed pointless compared to the disruption of returning on public transport in the morning, only to drive back home in the Saturday hustle and bustle of the shoppin