I was wondering what I would do with all the begging letters and emails but I've decided I would still keep writing them and sending them off to hopefully unsuspecting victims!
Funny, I just dropped that spare change in the supermarket car park the other day, I was buying 25 year old single malt scotch and some 45 year old brandy to make the brandy sauce for the christmas pudding and I picked up 7 bottles of 53 Grange to go with BBQ steak that we flew in from Japan, which would have rounded it out to the full 000 value. I said to the missus when I got back to the camp, I don't know where the money goes these days! And she told me off, I was wearing the shorts with the hole in the pocket. The money didn't by any chance have a platinum clip holding it together, oh, and yes, this missus said not to forget about asking about the 140 carat ruby that was attached to the clip, it was her Aunt Vi's engagement ring stone, the missus was attached to her Aunt Vi and would like the stone back.
All the best for Christmas and cheers.
P. S. There weren't any TAB tickets with it, its just that I backed a dog named Nomads Dream at 140 to 1 for $100,000 and it came in at 6 lengths. I am not supposed to bet on the dogs and it turns out the hole in my pocket left me a couple of dollars short of fuel money for this fortnight and the pittance that TAB ticket would have paid would pay for some fuel to get us from this paradise to the next. I guess this paradise will have to do until the next pay check comes in. Ooh, look at that, Nomads Pride is running tomorrow at 96 to 1, I think there is a spare 60K sitting in the console of the ute........no love I am not betting on the dogs, dearest, no dearest....please put the broom down, I'm out of here,
All the Best all
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