After the utter calamity that was the last time I used a laminator, I once again found myself facing my old nemesis.
With the new track and trace system, Mumma B asked me to print and laminate a sign for the holiday cottage in Devon (#MiddleClassProblems).
“Sure!” I said. “What could go wrong?”
It started off alright…
But sadly I discovered this afterwards…
It’s a little blurry, but aka it’s a black hair from one of the cats who have now taken to sleeping in the house 24/7. So there goes another perfectly useable laminator pouch.
Yes, Bubble, I am looking at you.
Oh well, nothing is ever perfect. At least I didn’t blow anything up this time…
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