If I have a skill, something at which I'm uniquely gifted, it's getting out of things. It developed, I suppose, because of my mother's determination that I should get into things.
In order to get out of scouts I became a chorister at Derby Cathedral. We were, reputedly, the worst cathedral choir in the country but we used to get paid, which was better than scouts. The best bits were doing plainsong on a Thursday evening and the annual bash through Zadok The Priest with a full orchestra.
Eventually I got out of the choir by joining a brass band.