Mrs Lynch, whose husband introduced me to the wonderful world of Ham Radio and all things electronic and other technical thingies. She was the 'rap over the knuckles with a ruler' type. She was most annoyed when I was the highest placed of all her students at the Eisteddfod, and I don't think she ever trusted me since. I went to another really brilliant teacher for a few weeks, who only taught her students on a Grand Piano, not an upright like Mrs Lynch, but she moved away - no!, she got a job teaching music to remote students!. My father, and a certain lady pipe organist whose name I now forget, helped restore my love for music.