Sunday 20 March 2011

Work is the curse of the drinking class - Oscar Wilde

OK - I am now rapidly approaching the big 40 and have started to ponder life in general. For example, work.
Lets be clear - I don't mind my job and the people I work with are great. But the whole process of work is generally tedious.
Why do I need to work - because I like money - very, very much.
Now, there is one possible solution to this. It's called the National lottery. Currently the Euromillions jackpot is £117 million. All I need to do is buy the winning ticket. The odds of winning are only 1 in 76,275,360. This means that the chances of me winning are almost a dead certainty.
Personally, I think that having £117 squillions would be a little bit excessive. It would be nice to throw a million here and there to various friends - I can imagine the conversation being something like "Fancy coming for a weekend to St Tropez - Oh by the way, have a million pounds spending money". 
A million pounds would probably be enough for me to retire on.

So here is the solution....

All I need is for you, dear reader, to send me £1. Then forward the details of this blog on to 10 friends and get them to do the same thing - my problems are then solved and you will be safe in the knowledge that you are forever my best mate (you and the other 999,999 people like you).


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