We had just managed by hook and by crook to get out daughter transferred to a fantastic primary (see thread on pushy parents). In our first visit to a school event - we won the bloomin' Christmas Fair raffle ........ £250.00 .........................
We donated it back to the school. I think it was the right thing to do - although I look back now .....................
£1000 cash prize at The Goldstone in the old Lifeline draw. It was drawn at half time at the ground.
1 problem I was told 3 weeks before hand that I would win it. I was at the time, unlike me, causing a stir about the shareholders of BHA and the fact that an old lady in Sompting held some shares , that she wouldnt sell, despite the pressure exerted by the board of BHA.
I cashed the cheque and sent the money to Brighton Childrens Hospital rather than not cash it and some person at BHA benefit.
I was about 12 or 13 and used to listen to Radio Brighton on a Sunday morning. They used to have a comp whereby you had to identify a 'popular' song by it's intro and win a prize. I rang in to take part and was told I was the second song on, which was lucky because the first one was Lily The Pink by The Scaffold (which I wouldn't have known at that tender age).
I was cued in and, within a nano-second, identified the opening bars of My Life by Billy Joel. The presenter congratulated me and invited me to visit the station the following day to choose my prize.
The next day was spent boring the arse of everyone at school about what I'd done and what I was going to get ('bound to be The Clash, X-Ray Spex, Siouxsie, The Damned, etc') and street cred was at an all time high.
I duly attended Radio Brighton's office after school and was a bit miffed at the lack of red carpet, champagne reception, Argus birds,etc. I was shown to reception where I was informed that my efforts of the previous day had resulted in a choice of LP's between James Last, James Galway and Brian and Michael!
Brian & f***ing Michael, I ask you! The LP seemed to consist of one very long version of Matchstalk Men & Matchstalk Cats & Dogs.
Recognising that damage limitation to my street cred was of utmost importance, I selected B&FM but insisted that the receptionist bird put it in a Spar carrier bag to save my blushes on the bus home.
The early part of the next day was spent desperately trying to convince my peers that I was into Lowry in a big way until a boy called Steve took pity on me and bought it off me for £3.
Needless to say, I've never entered a competition since.
Back in the days when I was young and animal rights hadn't been invented, I have a feeling I or my brother won a goldfish at a funfair, probably with Dad's help. It must have been in Seaford as that's where we lived at the time. I remember walking home with the fish in a clear plastic bag filled with water.
I never did find out what happened to the goldfish when we got home, but put it this way, I don't ever remember us having a fishtank in our house
*flushhhhh*
A coma.
Sex in a park with someone i shouldn't have.
8 sirloin steaks thrust in my vegetarian hands when my name found it's way to a raffle announcer's lips.
5 numbers in the lottery. £181.
A Brighton shirt signed by all the players as i remained in the coma i won.
A limp.
A dream about being Fletch.
Won loads when i used to fish matches every weekend.Also won a fair bit when i played golf.I don't do either now, so winnings these days are non-existant
Er indoors used to get one of those competition newsletters every month, but she never sent them in, so I had a go for a few months......license to print money (or I'm just a lucky bastard)...
Holiday to Barbados
Flat TV
Fender Stratocaster guitar
Playstation
Tickets to an Albion away game (can't remember which one - somewher cold) but that comp was Seagulls.co.uk
Posh toaster
Loads of books and CDs
Computer games
There's loads more but I can't remember it all.
You should try it.
a botle of whisky, in game of bingo - 1st night at hotel on holiday in Mallorca.. the people who had been there a while werent too pleased though 9I only bought one strip of tickets, they had a table full!)
2 x season tickets for any UK club- Manchester Utd would be a strectch each week, so stuck with goold ol BHA. some good matches (inc reserves) enjoyed, at the goldstone)
a weekend in a swanky hotel in Jersey, Channel Isles (a 'count the rolls royces etc' in the carpark kinda place..!)
2 short breaks (flights and B/B) - Barcelona, and New York.
1 week coach tour of Isreal- fascinating history, but wouldnt dare go now..
geekish i know, but was once subscriber to a monthly compers magazine. most can be found yourself in larger shops.
Holiday plus spending money in Mauritius.Lo....ong ago,remember wearing my Albion FA Cup final T shirt on the beach,and thrashing a boodle full of vengeful goals past the local 6 to 8 year olds who supported,erm,guess who?