Synopsis

Pingu was absorbed in building with his blocks, patiently explaining their purpose to Pinga, while Mother and Father prepared a cake – or perhaps something else entirely. As Pingu constructed his towers, Pinga entertained herself with her trumpet. He enjoyed the sound of it and proudly presented his own instrument, an accordion, to Pinga. Soon, he was producing wildly discordant music with it, playing with unrestrained enthusiasm until Mother intervened and asked him to stop. In response, Pingu