Little did I know as I returned to the cubbyhole after uploading the photos and writing this post that the "pride comes before a fall" gremlins were about to bite me on the bum and the card I had desperately tried to save had finally sealed it's fate by nose-diving off the shelf right in to my Ranger Water Bucket.
There's no point in crying over spilt milk or a wet soggy card for that matter...the "just wasn't meant to be" card is now on it's way to the Recycling Centre to be mashed into a pulp and I would like to think...reborn as a brand new sheet of paper but hey ho...a glass of wine and a generous helping of chocolate as a consolation and this old crafter is ready for a brand new day...lightning doesn't strike twice...right!!!
See you all later
Hugs Kath xxx