Intimidating is definitely not the right word at all. I rather thought of him as an enormous, nurturing, encyclopaedic safety net; he could pick me up if I fell, so to speak. At no time did I ever feel frightened or in any way negative. I used to run the mile or so to his house eagerly anticipating playing him my ideas for the week and leave equally breathless, to try out his thoughts on the piano at home.
He was completely honest and forthcoming about my raw abilities. At the first lesson he said such things as, "I hope you don't want to be a concert pianist – you need to be one out of the bag for that"