There were fairies at the bottom of the garden can be found in Peggy Grainger's A Mum's (Mostly Musical) Memories. I found it pretty soppy myself as a four-year old tearaway. If I ever came across any fairies at the bottom of my garden in Randsome Avenue, Worcester, I would have probably picked their wings off as I was apt to with other creepy-crawlies which were unfortunate enough to fall victims to my infant maulers. The song was OK for my kid sisters but it never turned me on.

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Since writing the above sometime in 2000, I have now (July, 2019) found that this song was penned by the Nottingham poetess Rose Fyleman (1877 - 1957). It was set to music by English composer Liza Lehmann
Rose Fyleman also wrote Wouldn't it be lovely.

There were fairies at the bottom of our garden.
They often had a dance on summer nights.
Like butterflies and bees made a lovely little breeze
And the rabbit stands about and holds the light.

There's a little wood with moss in it and beetles
And a little stream that quietly runs through.
You wouldn't think they'd dare to go merrymaking there,
Well, the do, yes they do, yes they do.