For some us, a abiding memory of primary education was music and especially that of boys (and girls) practising their discant recorder scales whenever they had the opportunity before attempting to give a performance either at assembly or for some school event parents were expected to attend.
There is nothing like the sound a group of children attempting play in unison, not even the UK's secret weapon, the Bagpipe, comes close to installing a response either appreciative or "not that "beeping" thing.
Of course the key to playing is knowing where and how to form all the notes so you aren't having to hunt for them and judging just what is sufficent blowing without overdriving it so you have that pleasant airey sound.
They just left me to the triangle and Xylophone for some strange reason that rather escapes me now although I most certainly could keep good time, coming in at the right moment.
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