it was something that art had not overlooked , and while he was scooping porridge into his offsprings mouth with one hand , with the other he was packing his rucksack with some of the items that he considered that he might need that morning : notepad , pen , the pages he had printed out from the internet , his camera , a ruler for measuring any prints ; he would have liked to have been able to take some casts but he didnt have any of the right moulding plaster , if only luke had been a little older he would have probably had buckets of the stuff around the house .