I did most of my training at a small military base near Guwahati in North East India. It was in a C150 that had no radio or transponder. When I returned to the UK I had my licence converted by a friend who owed me a favour after I helped his son's lame polo pony get better with hydyotherapy. My last two bi-annual checks were done by instructors in a "non-electrics" Jackaroo.
I'm hardly dangerous. I make sure I see and avoid and fly to the best of my ability at all times.