Saturday, 4 August 2012

The National Lottery

We have been playing The National Lottery (or Lotto as the current term these days) for years. In fact, since it was introduced in November 1995. My mum has been using the same numbers and have won many £10 wins (by matching three numbers) over the years. Whilst I am the only person in the household to have won £70 (by matching four numbers) in August 2010. However, I have been playing it less times than my mother. It was decided a couple of years ago my dad would also start playing Lotto. He decided to choose six numbers based on house numbers and birthdays.

Every Saturday we would watch In It to Win It, Who Dares Wins, Secret Fortune, or whatever lottery show was on at the time and see whether we would be fortunate to win something. Before the Lotto draw my dad would say something like "this is our night, I can feel it." Then the numbers are dropped out of the machine and discovers he doesn't win anything. Let alone matching one number. He would moan all the time that he doesn't win anything. Not even £10. He would go into a rant, saying stuff like "this is a waste of time" and "none of my numbers come up." He always gave threats that "he would never play Lotto again". Turns out these threats were false as he still played the same numbers every Saturday. Although he didn't enter Lotto Plus 5. He would still see whether he would've won something. As with the Lotto draw he would moan again that none of his numbers would come up.

After the incident it was decided between me and my mum we would still play his numbers because he would've wanted us to. After a fantastic day with the Olympics with Team Great Britain winning six gold medals. I managed to see the Lotto draw earlier tonight. I don't know whether it's fate or complete irony but when the balls came out, three numbers out of the six matched three numbers on my dad's line. He has finally won a tenner. My mum couldn't believe it and was almost in tears to hear he has finally won £10. She was so disappointed for the fact he isn't here to celebrate, waving his ticket and bragging he has won something. No doubt he is jumping up and down right now "upstairs" that he has finally matched three numbers.

Since it was his numbers, we have decided we will treat him to some flowers for his grave.