Thanks for that Kitty, very interesting stuff.

I have a certain amount of difficulty visualising Arthur Balfour, his girlfriend, H G Wells and Percy Grainger turning up at a workhouse in Winchcombe to collect folk songs......."What's that little chap with the moustache goin' to do then Mr. Grainger?" "Oh don't worry, he's just here to whip me into shape if I get the needle in the wrong place!"