I usually get a lottery ticket on the insistence of this boy.
He is trying his new wet suit out in the tub. (he'll probably make me take this photo out when he gets up and sees what I have done)
What I love are the what-if-I-won-the-lottery conversations on the drive home with our ticket. I think these conversations are what I pay my £1 for.
George's plans involve buying sports cars. He can't seem to get past buying an Aston Martin DB9. He was disappointed to discover that he wouldn't get out of school if we suddenly became wealthy beyond the dreams of avarice.
For me, after resigning from work (naturally) I think I'd go about relieving assorted family members of their mortgages from the comfort of a luxury spa. I'd get a massage almost every day and during the school holidays, we'd travel to all those places that have been a bit too far flung for an ordinary budget.
I don't think I would ever move to a bigger house. I love it here. I would however, hire a gardener, paying somebody to do all the weeding. That way, I can swan around planting flowers and shrubs, leaving the stuff I don't like to do to somebody else.
I'm sure that there are much more sensible things to do when faced with a large fortune but for the most part, I think of the fun.
What would you do?