The death knell sounds for the National Lottery!

The Legend of Sleepy Hollow

I've long since given up doing the National Lottery. I find it's a lot better just hoping to find dropped pennies in the street. The odds are against me anyway. Now if you want far better odds you'd be better off betting on the dogs or the horses. Even better than those creatures are the ones to be found on the green benches in the House of Commons. A punter received a nice pay out from Ladbrokes for betting that Ken Clarke would drop off to sleep during Osborne's speech. Clarke at first denied he nodded off, then admiited his gout got the better of him and, having had a restless night with it all, just couldn't keep his eyelids apart.

For those with a deep interest in betting odds this little story confirms that you are 30 times better off looking for a long lost relative or friend that you are doing the National Lottery. Sort of gives needles in haystacks a worrying thought they might be found.

When Sarah Kemp signed up to a website looking for love her dream was to find someone with whom she had a lot in common. So she was delighted when she found George Bentley. The pair swapped emails and photos for three months and hit it off so well that they arranged a date in London. Only then did they discover quite how much in common they really had. They were actually brother and sister! And that bookmakers say makes the odds of the reunion at around 500 million to one – which is more than 30 times less likely than winning the lottery.

So I reckon there are far better deals out there than the National Lottery. When it was suggested that more prizes should be given, Camelot said this would stop people playing. What stopped me playing was the frightful odds. But I grant you this, if my one pound made be an instant multi-millionaire I wouldn't be complaining!

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1369967/Lost-siblings-reunited-internet-date-Sarah-Kemp-meets-brother-George-Bentley.html#ixzz1Hoy88xRL