So said - frequently - Del Trotter in the sit-com Only Fools and Horses. Of course, it never happened.
[Classic comedy following the misadventures of two wheeler-dealer brothers Del Boy and Rodney Trotter who scrape their living by selling dodgy goods believing that next year they will be millionaires.]
But it has come to pass! Not for Del Boy or Rodney, admittedly, but a certain Neil Trotter won £107 million in last week's Euromillions Lottery. Neil, a car mechanic, comes from south London, just like the fictional Trotters. Personally, I think, in fact I know that if I had won £107 million (actually, it is very nearly £108 million, but what's £0.9 million when we're talking about those kind of figures?) I would have wanted to keep my name out of the papers. I don't think I would even want to win that sort of money. Even if that is invested at just 1% interest, the annual return would be a million! Of course, there would be tax to pay on that income, but even so!
I suppose that if I did manage to win that sort of money, I would be able to make some pretty substantial donations to charities in which I was interested. But all the same, I am more than happy as I am, thank you very much. £107 million is one headache I do not want.
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Another shop window snapped on my rare trip into town on Monday.
4 comments:
Most people would disagree with you...I think most people would be wrong.
I agree with you on winning the lottery. I've read a significant number of stories about lives ruined and lottery winners dying prematurely. Then again, I suppose there are an equal number of positive stories out there, too.
In re: the photo. I couldn't possibly walk by that place without going in... for at least one. :-)
I thought of you as I took the pic, Buck - and above the window they claim to have 120 different beers!
I think his biggest problem is going to be the millions of scroungers who suddenly remember he was their best friend.
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