Peter Mulryan

This was to be his last ever broadcast.

Sunday afternoon used to be the time many, many years ago.

Station news at your studio.

But those days are, I'm afraid, gone.

Just like that broadcast in 1978 after the mutiny at Radio Dublin, Cook played the innocent victim.

Unfortunately, I won't be around for, I think, a long time.

The captain's usual ramblings were now tinged with the reality of his situation.

The station unfortunately has to do without me for a considerable time now, I think.

Time for me to go.

Maybe I'll get back in the air at some stage in the future.

I think it's going to be the distant future.

Goodbye.

God bless.

The day after this broadcast, on November 4th, Cook again wrote to Paul Williams.

He says, dear Paul, it's me again.

This time is a letter from a man on the run with a warrant out for my arrest for breach of a high court order.

Paul contacted Gardaí and together they came up with a plan.

I was going to give him up to the police, so I rang the police and said, look, I'm meeting this man in the old Red Cow pub.

And I remember basically talking to him for a while and I had...

Text the guards.