Thankfully, I happened to be watching her this morning when she was playing a tune. She stepped on the bass notes, not her usual melody...
She had spotted a hanging branch of the parlour palm plant, which lives 'safely' - and usually out of reach - on the bureau beside the piano...
I caught hold of the pot just as she tugged the branch, toppling the plant. She darted out of the way, but the bureau, piano and carpet were showered with compost, and all the pebbles and pine cones the children have collected and placed in the pot over the years.
What a mess, and she showed no remorse. Instead came a battle between me and two bunnies, both desperate to sample the spilt contents of the pot.
Is nothing safe?! Thank goodness for Hetty's extra long tube.