Kicks and keys

It was one of those days for Bea. He had friends around after lunch and ended up getting hurt from a kick (accidental, apparently), and then while playing hockey out in the Hof, he was in goal and received a ball to the face (nice rosy check, but luckily not the eye). On the plus side, he was told by his piano teacher that the new piece he started today — one of the more complicated in his book — was played without trouble, and played very well indeed. We've agreed (Frau Sulliman and I) that he'll also do the next term of piano (after the Summer holidays).