Thirteen thousand in attendance something indeed to celebrate for the Labour movement
Yes Grandad - and there was a door policy. No one over 30 was allowed to enter, but there were freebies, badges and sweets for the under 20s faithful who are now known as Jezzites.
Moderate members were denied entrance by the burly, strong-arm Security Firm Mo-Ment-Um, and anyone mentioning Frank Field, Tony Blair, or Kate Hoey was ejected.
The Owen Smith fan club - all three of them - turned up with rolled up copies of the Guardian under their arms.
Labour Trotskyites and Militant Tendency supporters of Corbyn were sneaked in through the back door wearing "I am a Moderate Type, honestly" so they were incognito,
The Wild Cat Bar was given over to all those who thought the best Labour policy of the day was a national strike. It was packed.
The group of braying middle class and wealthy supporters (the largest group, because they know what's best for us all) were given seats at the top of the auditorium, commonly known as 'the Gods', but labelled The Ivory Towers for the Labour Party conference.
Thirteen thousand hard left fanatics (because moderates were banned) who follow Corbyn and co is hardly something to celebrate or crow about. You see that as progress Grandad. Most see it as a retrograde move, likely to destroy the Labour Party.