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Chunkypaul, how much of that would be for the evictions and building the mother of all garden fences?

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I’d have a large swathe of Wiltshire, a couple of nice cars and a very nice life, thanks. Oh, and would give about half of it away to family, friends and selected charities.

Let’s see. Firstly I’d spend some money on a phone call to work to tell them not to expect me in ever again.

Then I’d jump in the car and drive home, staying in a luxury hotel or two on the way. I’d pay someone to move our stuff back from the German flat and have someone clean it.

Then I’d phone Nationwide and settle up with them, and also Halifax and other assorted creditors.

Now settled, I’d maybe get myself down to an Audi dealer and treat myself to a nice diesel A5. Whatever they had on the lot, if it wasn’t specced right I’d have it upgraded later. If they didn’t have what I wanted maybe I’d pay a visit to the Jag dealer instead for an XF.

Then using said new car I’d drive down to Heathrow, walk up to the BA counter and ask them to put me on the next flight to Chicago, first class. On landing I’d have a limo take us to Mrs Grips family. There, I’d buy a house in their town (or poss out by the lake) and a nice car.. Making sure there’s enough room there to store an RV for American road trips. I’d probably then send some plane tickets to my family so they could come over too. Then I’d have a barbecue installed and have lots of cook-outs with beers and brats and everyone could come over and have a good time 🙂

Imagine the turnip I could buy….

[dreams]

I’d just make sure all my friends and family had no financial worries for the rest of their lives and we could all enjoy the winnings together. Who’d want to have to enjoy it with today’s rich?!?

I’d buy Rangers and Celtic and force them to amalgamate 🙂

Then I’d jump in the car and drive home, staying in a luxury hotel or two on the way. I’d pay someone to move our stuff back from the German flat and have someone clean it.

Then I’d phone Nationwide and settle up with them, and also Halifax and other assorted creditors.

Now settled, I’d maybe get myself down to an Audi dealer and treat myself to a nice diesel A5. Whatever they had on the lot, if it wasn’t specced right I’d have it upgraded later. If they didn’t have what I wanted maybe I’d pay a visit to the Jag dealer instead for an XF.

Then using said new car I’d drive down to Heathrow, walk up to the BA counter and ask them to put me on the next flight to Chicago, first class. On landing I’d have a limo take us to Mrs Grips family. There, I’d buy a house in their town (or poss out by the lake) and a nice car.. Making sure there’s enough room there to store an RV for American road trips. I’d probably then send some plane tickets to my family so they could come over too. Then I’d have a barbecue installed and have lots of cook-outs with beers and brats and everyone could come over and have a good time

Loving the use of the word “probably” in the second to last sentence. 🙂 I’m sure they’d appreciate that sentiment!

I remember back when the lottery first started up, me and my girlfriend at the time bought our tickets for the first draw and I asked her what she’d spend the money of if she won. She started with “First I’d pay you off, then……” I didn’t really pay attention to the rest.

So, you wouldn’t change a thing then?

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I’d get a bottle of scotch, some prawns in salt and chili, ring the wife’s work to tell them she was not coming there again, buy a nice house, not sure where, buy a car, unsure which one, go on holidays. I’d set up a pension for my folks and the out-laws too, help the family. And I’d buy a Fiat Punto 1.3 for my brother, he believes they are the best cars ever 😀
I’d buy a bike or two, some lessons from Jedi, give something to BBB2011.
And I’d probably become insane from not knowing what else I want.

You guys have no imagination! Charity? Family?

1) Private Jet

2) Private Island, somewhere sunny, with a great big hill, chairlift, awesome surf and a runway for the jet.

3) Big ammerican style ‘motorhome’ like the one of top gear with the sportscar underneath!

4) Castle, because houses are for the proles.

5) Every dirt jump site, downhill track or local trails group in the UK its own mini digger, wacker plate and unlimited credit at Buildbase.

6) Underground heating system for Whistler bike park so they can keep the pesky skiers off the trails in winter.

Hmm a few bikes, some training, a house on a beach, a house on a moor, a big 4X4 to freight all the bikes and family about with, some to animal charities, some to armed forces/ex servicemen charities, a bit to family and friends.

oh and I’d have a huge Imperial secret bunker somewhere (and crossbows for when the zombie apocalypse arrives).

Great idea, but even better – disband them and turn their grounds into Velodromes.

Maybe form 2 clubs, one in green, the other in blue, etc. Nah, that wouldn’t work.

Longer term, I think I’d start a business (bike shop maybe) and employ my friends to work in it. Well, I say work, I’d employ other people to actually run it, but we’d just swan in and out, raid the stock and take huge holidays.

And get the boys in the office one of those Lamborghini police cars and some decent life insurance.

i havent read most of the above

that amount of money to be won by one person is totally stupid!

they should split it down and make hundreds of people better off!

*sigh* £107 million and none of us can think beyond looking after #1 & families/friends…

(climbs down from moral high ground)

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None of us are posting that.

Philanthropy and philosophy are essential but not that much fun to talk about.. hence this thread I suspect.

Chamley – I worked with a bloke who would only play euromillions, because the UK lottery jackpot wasn’t enough. Despite him being 50 times less likley to win.