In memory of the famous occasion when I went to a builders' merchants to buy plaster and caused much laughter by not having a clue about the difference between bonding and finish plaster. A not having a clue which persisted until I got around to trying to put some on a wall. Asking the telephone was not an option in those days.
The black bucket was used as the mould for the wet plaster, and for the subsequent collection of the coin of the realm. The idea was that the green bucket was for the debris, but I think that side of things was deferred, mañana, as they say.
Feet of self, top right. Nearly time to talk the people at Cotswold again.
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