But writing about music and not only problems in music, writing about musicians, writing about the joy of music, the mystery of music, I wanted to revive my own piano playing. I’d played the piano as a boy, but my music teacher had died when I was about 13 years old, I think in 1946. And... and now after a gap of 62 years, I was to look for a piano teacher, a new piano teacher and through... this was partly through the good efforts and the insistence of a... of the piano tuner, a fine musician himself called Patrick Baron. I have a lovely piano which you can see in the background. It’s an 1894 Bechstein. It was my father’s piano and he loved it and when he got too arthritic to play it himself, he sent it to me. Patrick would come and... now, I would, sort of, often dash off a piece in a... in a sort of, careless way, but my... any piano technique I had... had vanished. And actually, I didn’t touch the piano all that much. Patrick Baron would come and tune it at intervals and say, 'This piano needs to be played and you need to play'. He gave me the names of some piano teachers and I never acted on this, so one day in 2008 he said, 'Look, I can’t trust you'. He said, 'Can I phone, right now, one of these piano teachers?' He phoned piano teacher number one and left a message, but piano teacher number two was there and in the flesh, a woman called Faine Wright, actually, a great-great niece or something of the Wright brothers. And Faine is my beloved piano teacher who’s... who has really made me work hard and now I think I appreciate Bach fugues and intricate contra counter music as never before. I think one can’t appreciate music fully without... without playing it. You can love it, you can swoon over it, but it’s... anyhow, the piano has become very important for me. I play it and practice, after a fashion, every day.