‘…There’s whisky in the jar!’ – A tuneful roar of voices giving out the last line of the chorus…a moment’s hush…a thunder of clapping – laughter – chairs scraping on the floor – feet rushing, coming my way, downstairs. I make my way up, cradling my guitar carefully, against the flow. Smell of cigarette smoke, faint wash of stale beer, touch of rough jackets, knobbly jumpers as I push my way up and through into the warm fug of the club room…This is the story of my love affair with folk music in the 1960s, beginning in the back room of Birmingham pubs and ending with a visit to Cecilia Costello, an old lady renowned for her compelling version of ‘The Grey Cock’, also known as ‘The Lover’s Ghost’. Along the way there was a showdown with my headmistress, a friendship with Radio Ballads producer Charles Parker, and many meetings with delightful Irish singers. I hope you’ll find it entertaining! And there are a few musical recordings to enjoy as well.