The Euro Lottery that is.
Again for the umpteenth week, I have bought my two lucky dips leaving it all to destiny to decide if I should I be the lucky winner of £113,000,000 this Friday evening.
Once I have my tickets, I feel very lucky and will continue to do so until I watch the draw. (There’s a 13 in there, lucky for some… and all that.)
I also spend a lot of time wondering how I’d spend all that money and over the past months this has become a favourite pastime of mine.
I would be quite happy sharing my win with another one or two so as not to have too much money. That would be vulgar.
Usually, my dream spending runs like this:-
- A house, probably with an indoor swimming pool, huge gardens (with a gardener!) walk-in wardrobes, a massive kitchen and garages for all of my…
- Cars. An Aston Martin, a Jag and a little mini to run around in..
- Holidays, well more like one big journey around the world, returning every now and then to check the gardener has done his job.
- A wedding. Paul and I could tie the knot in style, we could afford to fly everyone we know wherever we decide to marry.
- Gifts to my family and closest friends (could possibly be
thousands MILLIONS of pounds remember so keep on popping back!)
- Charities – The Smile Train, The Miscarriage Association, Breast Cancer research.
- A villa in Folgaria so I can visit my childfren and see my friends whenever I like.
There’s plenty more I’m sure but the girls are waking upstairs and interrupting my shopping spree!
Have you ever thought about winning the lottery? How would you spend your money on a big win?
I can’t ignore this atrocityand write about something trivial going on in my life. The message here is far too important to be sidestepped.
Two young lads who haven’t even reached their teens are to be locked away for torturing, sexually abusing and almost killing another two similar aged children.
5 years they got and yet it doesn’t seem enough to me.
This kind of news seems to come on a cyclical basis. Who can forget the two 10 year old boys that took Jamie Bulger (a toddler who bored of waiting for his mum wandered out of the shop into the Merseyside shopping mall,) in 1993 walked him to a train track where they tortured him and left him for dead?
But it’s the phrase ‘Lessons must be learnt from this’ coming from the social services in Doncaster that runs shivers up my spine. Why haven’t we already learnt from them? Haven’t there been enough cases to ensure we’re straight on the case the minute we have an inkling that a young child is becoming a threat to society? 31 missed opportunities to intervene in the two brother’s lives – that says it all.
And although the anger I feel towards these boys is immense and I’m happy they are going inside for a long time there is a part of me which also feels incredibly sorry for them. Sorry that they were born to parents who really couldn’t care less, who ruined them by not loving them and nurturing them as all children should have the right. I’m sorry that the social services didn’t pick up on it much earlier and take these boys and put them in families where they could have had a better chance at life. God knows there are enough people trying to adopt children on our costly and bureaucratic adoption system!
When something dreadful like this happens we, as a society, should take responsibility and not turn the other cheek. It’s a message that cannot be ignored. We must make it a priority to ensure that all children in the UK are being looked after properly, being loved and their needs taken care of so one day we can have a happy world governed by respect, love and intelligence. Or is this Utopia?
And why can’t we make the useless parents responsible for this? Why shouldn’t they pay for their ignorance?
Reading an article in Woman and Home for February 2010, Fiona Wright contacted future forecast agencies and asked them what can women expect in 2010?
Very interesting as apparently we will come into our own at long last. No more juggling family, career and all the various sectors that make up our busy multi tasking lives but women friendly work environments.
Also we can finally expect to become more respected in the workplace and no longer play second place to our male colleagues. (Sounds too good to be true doesn’t it?) But it looks like managers worldwide (well UK and USA that’s a good start) are finally accepting that we are important resources and our needs are better listened to rather than ignored or brushed under the carpet with a like it or lose your job attuitude.
To quote Dorothy Mackenzie co founder of Dragon Rouge and regular speaker on consumer trends, forecasting and marketing strategy. ‘The 45 plus group of women is the fastest growing in the population and therefore, in terms of consumer marketing. They have a large contribution to make in the workplace and money to spend. Retailers are starting to direct fashion and products to the grown up woman.
The article goes on to mention Soft Skilling – Tom Savigar, Strategy and Insight director at The Future Laboraory uses the expression and says women will dominate the corporate structure, so decision making will change. Collaboration and social neworks will be key, and men will have to learn a different way of thinking to make sense of this new world. He also warns us to get ready for the Women’s Web as, although a male invention, it’s rapidly becoming very feminised, empathetic and intuitive. Even technologies and search engine techniques are increasingly using female right brain attitudes.
Yippee, having been made redundant from my last job in a publishing company on finding out I was pregnant with twins I feel very strongly about this topic. Although my ex boss managed to cover up the redundancy under a cost and performance issue it was blatantly obvious that he wanted rid of me to avoid paying maternity. The moment my colleague whispered to him my situation I was out… Lesson learnt – NEVER trust a colleague, especially the office bitch. What was I thinking?
Anyway, very inspiring as I am in that particular age bracket, I’m ready to return to the world of work once again and I’m going it alone, so bring it on!