The Plaster Footballer Goes Fourth... or rather didn't.
It may have been the fact that the plaster in the pack was old, or damp, or something else, but as I peeled away the rubber mould from his moulded shape he began to crumble like one of the Nazis at the end of Raider of the Lost Ark.
I may attempt another 'arts and crafts' session when I have more time and fresh plaster.
Until then...
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