One thing is certain.

‘taint goin’ to be ‘Cigeretes and Whisky and Wild Wild Women’ that drive me crazy and drive me insane. It will be the modern machinery inflicted upon us by the makers of the latter day.
My Smart car re-named by me the Smart Idiot is a nice job – provided you don’t need to work on it.
Then you need to take it up (or down) to either Cribbs Causeway or Taunton where for a maximum fee Mercedes  will solve your problem if you have enough money in your bank account.

A similar thing happened to me this morning when after making up, and printing out a crossword. I printed it out first 2 Prints on scrap paper, 3 out of 5 on foolscap sheets.
Foolscap number 4 caught because of a slight buckle in the lead in.
Result — Paper Jammed, paper number 5 jammed behind it it too.

Now I bought my Cannon printer Pixma MG5550 not new but reconditioned. I load my own ink cartridges because I print out a lot of stuff in monochrome rather than in colour.

I have had this happen before so I lifted the lid to the ink cartridge and hooked out the jammed paper from the front, then went round to the back and removed the odd bit of paper there.

Job Done? 

NO Not on your Nelly it was not.

2 hours later after many tries to get it printing again I realised the Ink Cartridge carrier was rather stroppy at moving forwards. Coaxing it I could see a little bit of paper about 2 inches wide and what turned out to be around 3 inches deep in the claws of the rollers.

Using the 12 inch forceps – that I refrained from giving away from my Pike fishing days — I could just manage to nibble away the the bits.
Result Printer working again after 3 hours of assorted swear words and newly invented swear words,

Now had I not kept the forceps and thought to look behind the ink Cartridge I would have had to have sent off the printer to the nearest Cannon mechanics site. Where? Lord alone knows.. Cost ? Lord knows how much.