Morning with a Trug

I spent this morning sticking little bits of brown gummed paper all over the base of a Brobdingnagian trug, which will be one of the decorations of the Market Hall in the forthcoming Food Festival, with a cornucopia of veg spilling out from it. If you've never tried it, I can tell you that sticking brown paper on giant trugs is a sublimely peaceful occupation, very therapeutic.