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Tuesday, 8 November 2011
My Luck is Turning.
Last Saturday I won €5.
At my local supermarket checkout, the cash machine suddenly rang bells, spat fireworks, and coughed up a fiver. It seems I could have won anything from 5 to 100 Euros, but just 5 was fine. I had to take my winning bill to the reception area and was then presented with the green plastic credit-card style thingy (above), which is impregnated with the €5. When there, I happened to ask the lady if 'everybody' won. No, she replied indignantly, just a random privileged few. So I feel blessed.
I never really win anything, I'm just not that sort; so this was an unexpected surprise. I also noticed, this morning, that my Leclerc supermarket 'loyalty card' has notched-up nearly €50 this year, so the Christmas turkey and Champage will be a seasonal gift to the Magnon household from the immensely wealthy M. Leclerc.
Do you believe?
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The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 46 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live in an ancient cottage, in a tiny village, in perfectly tranquil countryside. We have a vegetable garden called 'Haddock's' (this may crop up from time to time), a Border Collie/Black Lab' cross called Bok, a cat called Freddie, plenty of fruit trees, and a view that takes the breath away. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!