21. Bernhard, after many years of hard study with the violin, has at last secured himself a position in the back desk of the second violin section of the Rundfunk-Sinfonieorchester Berlin. On his way to his first concert, he unfortunately loses his way in the many backstreets of the city. Finally, in some desperation he approaches an old accordion player seated on the steps leading up to the darkened, forbidding doors of a deserted church.
"Can you please tell me the way to get to the Berlin Konzerthaus?" Bernhard asks hopefully of the ragged old musician.
Sadly the old man shakes his head and, in a thick Bavarian accent which reminds Berhard of his great Aunt Agathe, replies
"I am sorry, but I do not know where it is. I have never reached the required standard on the accordion to play there."
... or am I not getting it either?