I have to confess that I have worn corduroy trousers like the ones Ewan was wearing at St Georges Hall, Liverpool, at The Liverpool Folk Festival around 1970. But I have never tried to sing like him other than using my lungs, throat and mouth in a similar fashion.

I don't suppose it's worth mentioning but in the 50s and 60s we were still working out what singing old songs, acousticaly in small pub rooms should be like.

No, forget that

Thanks Ewan and all the others

Les