Photograph: Kirsty Wigglesworth/AP
Ordinarily the bluff cod-Yorkshireman (he was actually born in Wales) sends delegates off at the end of the Labour conference with a spring in their step. He lambasts the Tories and tears into his pet hate - the media. It's the most nakedly tribal performance of the platform week, and normally the rank-and-file love it.
But this year he's blotted his copybook.
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