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April 5, 2015

Russian Roulette

Filed under: Amusement — bitchontheblog @ 06:14
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Being given to day dreaming I have nightmares.

In a recent poem, written by him and addressed to me, the Angel confirms that his mother is “an eternal optimist”, ” … a woman with her heart on her sleeve”. I am so glad he didn’t mention gun powder.

Can’t quite remember when they introduced the National Lottery in England. Early Nineties – I think. So I played. Faithfully. Once a week. At £1.00 (in words: One Pound Sterling) a shot. Six numbers. Out of 49.

A few years ago the price to stake your faith on six numbers went up to TWO Pounds Sterling. As anyone I have lent money to knows: I most certainly do not count pennies. Though even chickenfeed piles up to a veritable compost heap. Yes, so – in line with Mr Micawber – I hardly ever play the lottery any longer. Eternal optimist or not. Two pounds Sterling have – in recent years – become a veritable amount of money. For two pounds you can buy (in the UK) an ugly yet delicious head of celeriac and some other root vegetable. Who needs to starve if you can keep your nerve and NOT play the lottery?

I have upped the stakes. On a benign recent cash injection I felt (the Council not withstanding) flush. So flush I put down six numbers on a ticket. To promptly forget to hand it in on time.

There are two types of people. And I am one of them. Those who will NOT check the lottery numbers at four in the mo(u)rning and those who will. I am the latter. That comes from having read Tolstoy et al (Russians) at an impressionable age. You fling caution to the winds. You think of Hemingway.

Psychologically, it’s an interesting experiment. As you google ‘results’  your adrenaline rises. My computer being on its last leg – loading slowly – you have time to conjure up dream scenarios. You have even more time to try and second guess how you’d react if those numbers you haven’t played came up.

U

PS They didn’t. So glad I saved myself two pounds.

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7 Comments »

  1. I some times succumb in the hope that Imight end up helping sons and others. Decided to transfer my loyalty to The Health Lottery and won £20 which I donated to youngest and bride for their “House” Fund……

    Stay well Ursula.

    Comment by magpie11 — April 5, 2015 @ 12:15 | Reply

    • I will “stay well”, Magpie. Promise. And thank you for your good wishes.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 7, 2015 @ 18:38 | Reply

  2. The lottery is one of the most cruel taxes devised by man.

    Happy Easter!

    Comment by Looney — April 5, 2015 @ 13:37 | Reply

    • “Cruel”? Two pounds Sterling buy those who need it hope. Hope well worth investing in.

      U

      Comment by bitchontheblog — April 7, 2015 @ 18:36 | Reply

  3. Like another commenter I’ve always viewed the lotteries as a tax on the poor and know some who spend their all, welfare or otherwise on the tickets in the hope. And if that rarer than hen’s tooth hope materializes poverty or addiction or death takes over through the ill managed “win” for who wins? Never, ever the winner and certainly not the gullible who flush their precious pennies down the toilets of the nation every day/week,
    XO
    WWW

    Comment by wisewebwoman — April 5, 2015 @ 17:00 | Reply

  4. I’m not the gambling sort. I squander my money in other ways. 😉

    Comment by Lorna's Voice — April 7, 2015 @ 00:16 | Reply

  5. From time to time, I will get a scratch type ticket and for a few weeks willingly part with a $1… then I will forget to get one AND I’m in that mode now. I would rather buy an $1 ice-cream with a small chocolate flake in it – moreish…

    Comment by cedar51 — April 11, 2015 @ 04:32 | Reply


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