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Even before he knew what politics was, the boy Heath had begun to love music. We learn of the purchase of a Thornton Bobby piano on HP for ?£42 (young Edward's ninth birthday present), of family singsongs when his father would perform Roses of Picardy or a Verdi aria in translation, of his early taste in food (surprisingly for a child, pig's chitterlings, liver, brains and trotters ??? cue for another book?) with Sunday morning breakfasts of "round pats of Mr Creasy's sausage meat," better value than sausages already in their skins, said his mother.