Not a lot. I had a very old-fashioned music teacher who focussed almost entirely on classical music. However his teaching methods completely failed to spark any interest in me - for example we spent an entire term analysing Beethoven's 5th, going through the score while he played bits on the piano, without ever hearing it. It was only in the final week that he played the record - by which time we were all heartily sick of it. It took another teacher, an enthusiastic amateur, to awaken in me an interest in classical music.

The teacher recognised I was musical, and invariably wrote, "should learn an instrument" in my report, but he refused to recognise the guitar as a musical instrument, so the school didn't provide lessons in the instrument I wanted to play. I had to teach myself, at home.

We did a bit of singing of folk songs, but without any context. Also, one of the English teachers, perhaps in an attempt to be trendy, set us studying a Bob Dylan album, and another got us to write our own versions of Donovan's "Universal Soldier".

There was a school folk club, the main attraction of which was that it was run jointly with the local girls school (mine was all-boys). It was dominated by a girl who sang her own songs, until a friend and I subverted it and converted it to trad. It even gave me my first paid gig, bottom of the bill behind a local duo and Martin Carthy (who didn't turn up due to a booking snafu - I still have the press cutting saying I "stood in" for him, which wasn't exactly the case!)

Besides that, the usual repertoire of scout songs and rugby songs, sung at full volume in the back of the CCF's 3-tonner (the teacher driving it would bang on the roof as we approached a village, to tell us to shut up, and would bang again when we were out of it so we could carry on).

I came away from school knowing very little about music.