quarter of a million
not me but a mates grandmother.

About 20 years ago when lotto first started up in this part of the world my mates granny bought a ticket. Roll on 8pm saturday night and 6 familliar numbers flash up on the tv screen.

She had hit the big one , first division along with a couple of other lucky bastards. Needless to say she was excited and worried about the ticket so she slept with it under her pillow. It was a long wait untill monday when the shops opened and she could make her claim.

Monday arrived finally. She put the ticket on the kitchen bench next to her handbag. It was then that she heard a familliar monday morning noise , the binmen.

She quickley scooped the breakfast mess into the kitchen bin, and took it outside to the main bin. running outside with the main bin bag she caught the rubbish truck.
" Cheers love"

Went back inside made a cup of tea and sat down.

As she went to the kitchen to get her bag and ticket some thing was wrong . No ticket!! looked around the bench couldnt see . With a feeling of dread she looked down the side of the bench , the one next to the bin. Nothing.

Then it dawned on her what had happened . She had picked the winning ticket up with the rubbish , put it in the bin and given it to the binmen.

The ticket was never recovered and the prize was never claimed.
That is the story of my mates gran throwing away a very nice house in the rubbish. apparently she still wont talk about it to this day. Cant blame her really
(welgar, Fri 15 Aug 2008, 7:30, Reply)