Monday, October 10, 2005


Many, many years ago a son indicated to his mother that he would love to buy a property, a house for himself to live in. 'But it is so difficult to get the money together for a deposit', he lamented.

'Son', she said without humour and quite straight faced, 'you must know about Tattslotto. Don't you ever buy a ticket? Have you not thought of that?'

True story. Not me, but a close friend back then and his mother could afford to help him. Although white, she was brought up in Rawalpindi in what is now Pakistan and had some strange attitudes.

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