He was nicknamed Tum Tai of the Moor.

He made an englyn for me to put in a book in which I was inserting all the verses I could collect: "'Tom Evans' the lad for hunting up songs, Tom Evans to whom the best learning belongs; Betwixt his two pasteboards he verses has got, Sufficient to fill the whole country, I wot.' "I was in the habit of writing my name Tom or Thomas Evans before I went to school for a fortnight in order to learn English; but then I altered it, into Thomas Edwards, for Evan Edwards was the name of my father, and I should have been making myself a bastard had I continued calling myself by my first name.

However, I had the honour of being secretary to the old poet.

When he had made a song he would keep it in his memory till I came to him.

Sometimes after the old man had repeated his composition to me I would begin to dispute with him, asking whether the thing would not be better another way, and he could hardly keep from flying into a passion with me for putting his work to the torture." It was then the custom for young lads to go about playing what were called interludes, namely dramatic pieces on religious or moral subjects, written by rustic poets.