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Whm a Lottery!

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Chapter I Buying a lottery ticket 6
O Cambridge Universiry Press 2006 Ohaptcr 2 Shc's leaving home 10
Oha¡rtcr 3 \üTinning the lottery r4
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F'irst published 2006 Chaptcr 7 ( ioorl[ryc, lottcry ticlict 26
3rd printing 2008 Where am l? Who am i? 29
Chapter 8
Colin Canrpbell hx asse¡tcd his right to be idenrified as the Aurhor of the $flork in Chapter 9 It's like winning the lottery! 32
accordance wi¡h the Copyright, Design and l'atents Act 1988.

Prin¡ed in rhe United Kingdom at ¡he Universiry Press, Cambridge

Illustrations by Hannah lfebb

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Chapter 1 Bryting a lottery ticket 'Can I help you?' the shop assisrant esl<s l{ick. I{ick looks
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It says: TURN YOUR MUSIC OFF!
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Rick Drummond is going to buy a lottery ticket. He's

walking down the srreet and listening to music. The music
is very loud. fuck is singing as he listens. He walks inro an
ice-cream shop.
People in the story Places in the story

Rick plays the guitar and writes songs

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M"ry is fuckk wife

Barry Green is running from the police

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The shop assisranr smiles. 'This is an ice-cream shop,' hc 'W'hy? \What do you do?' thc sl-ro¡r assistant asks.
says. '\7e dont sell lottery rickers.' Rick turns and smiles at the man. 'I play the guitar and I
'But I always btry rny lorrery tickct here, From Mr l(ran. write songs. I m going to be a famous rocl< srar onc clay.'
'Where
is he?'says Rick. fuck leaves the shop. He's singing a new song.
'Mr Khan's shop is nexr door and he sells lottery tickets,'
'It's an ice-cream shop, bab¡
the shop assistant says slowly.
'Ah, I ve gor the wrong shop. Stupid me!' says Rick. You cant buy a lottery ticket here,
''Well,' asks the shop assistanr, 'do you want to buy an ice- Itt an ice-cream shop, bab¡
cream?'
No lottery tickets here.'
'No, thank you,' says Rick. 'lce-cream is bad for me. See The shop assistant watches him. 'He cant sing and he writes
you.' stupid songs. He isnt going to be a rock star!' He laughs.
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Chapter 2 She?s leauing home 'No, I'm in China,' Mary answers from the bedroom.
Rick doesnt hear her. He's looking for his guitar. Rick
smiles when he sees it. He loves his guitar.
'I've got a new song, Mary. Do you want to hear it?' he
asl<s.
Rick buys a lottery ricket from Mr Khan and goes back to 'No!' Mary says.
his house. Het trying to think of the nexr words for his icc- l{icl< walks into thc bedroom. He doesn'r see the very big
cream song. in thc mic{dlc of the room.
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 Mary closes the suitcase. Then Rick sees it for the first rime .
'lH'ey, Mxy, where are we going? Are we going on
holiday? Cool!' Ricl< says.
Mary looks at him sadly.
'No, we're not going on holida¡' she says. 'We are not
going anywhere. I'm going to my sistert in Glasgow. You
are not going anywhere. I'm leaving you.'
'Leaving? \(/hen?' fuck asks.
'\ü/hen?'Why don't you ask me why?' Mary says.
'OK thert. \fhy?' Rick asks.
'I can't live with you, Rick. You're going nowhere.' Mary
looks at a photo of Rick by the bed. 'You see this?' she asks.
'This photo is ten years old. Look at you. The same Rick
- no changes.
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'You write your stupid songs and lruy your lottery tickets
and wait. \fhat are you waiting for? Do sorne thing!'
Rick is looking at his guitar and thinl<ing.
'fue you listening to me?' Mary asks him.
'\(/hat are you waiting for? That's a good name for a
song.' He gets his guitar and starts to play.
'Rick!' Mary takes her suitcase and walks to the front
door. She turns and looks at Rick. 'I ve got a song for you''
leavinghome, goodbye''
She sings,' I m
'Thatt a Beatles song, isn't it?' fuck asks.
Mary opens the door and leaves.
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Chapter 3 Winning the lottery Rick looks at the television. 'Number sixreen. Number
rwenty-three.' It's the lottery. Rick says rhe numbers after
the man. 'Sixteen, wenry-three. I ve got those numbers.'

fuck loola for his lottery ticket.

It's Saturday evening, twenty-four hours late¡ and fuck is 'Number forry-one. Number six. Number ninereen.
still sitting in his flat. His guitar is on the floor and his head Number forty-nine. And here are the numbers again.'
is in his hands. The television is on, but Rick isn't watching Rick finds his ticket. He looks at the numbers on his
it. He's thinking about Mary. '\fhat am I going to do?' ticket and at the numbers on the television. He's got all the
He takes his guitar and starts to pla¡ but then stops numbers!
again. i{nd the winner tonight gets eight million poundsl'
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 'Mary! Mary!'Rick says. 'Come here. Quick!' He forgets
she isnt there. For a minure he's sad. Then he thinks,
'I'm
rich. We're rich. I can buy anything. I can play my music
and I can be famous. And Mary can ... Mary's going to be
h"ppy.'
He looks at the ticket again and laughs' Then he sits
down. There's a loud noise - he's sitting on his guitar'
'Oh no! My guitar! My beautiful guitar! I "'' Then he
thinks of the money. 'I can buy lots of guitars now' I must
tell Mary.'
He goes to the phone to call her. Then he stops and
thinks, 'I can't tell her on the phone! That's not right' But
how am I going to tell her?'
He sits down, on the guitar again. There's the same
loud noise. Rick doesn't hear it. 'I know. I can write her a
ncw song now. I can go to Glasgow and sing it outside her
wirr..low. Now that's c<¡ol!'
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 Chapter 4 The taxi

It's late and it's dark. Barry Green is walking down the street.
The police are looking for him. He must ger away quickly.
Then a taxi comes down the süeet. But Barry hasnt got any
money and he can'r rake a raxi. The taxi srops ar a petrol The keys are still in the car and the taxi driver is still in
station and the driver puts petrol into the taxi. Then he goes the shop.
into the shop. Barry walks across the streer and looks in the 'It's my lucky da¡' Barry thinks. He gets into the taxi and
taxi. drives away.

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 Chapter 5 TVains to Glasgow?

It's ten o'clock. Rick is srill in his flat. He's very happy. He
has a new song and he's going ro see M^ry.Everything is
going to be OK.
'\Vait,' he thinks. 'How am I going ro ger to Glasgow?,
He picks up the phone.

.:3¡\i.**': 'Hello,' fuck says. '\X/hen is the next train to Glasgow?'

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'From where?' a woman asks.
)'",s', 'From here,' Rick says.
'tVheret here?' the woman asks again.
' From \Wallingford,' Rick answers.

fuck hears the woman on a computer.

'Do you live in \fallingford, sir?' she asks.
'Yes. \lhy do you ask?' fuck answers.
'Theret no train station in'll'allingford,' she says.
'Oh yeah, you're right. \üíhat about planes?' asks Rick.
Therek no answer.

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Chapter 6 Rick sto?s a taxi '\lhat do youwant?' Barry asks.

'I'm going to Glasgow,' fuck says.
'Luclcyyoul F{ave a nice time. Goodbye,' Barry answers.
'No, you dont understand. I want you to take me. This
is a taxi, isnt it?' fuck doesnt take taxis very often. Then he

It's midnight. Rick wants to go to Glasgow but docsn't smiles. 'Look,' he says, 'it says "Taxi".'
know how to get there. It's late and there are no tt'ains or
buses. He leaves his flat. 'Ihen he sees a taxi.
'Taxi! Stop!'fuck runs in front o[tllc trtxi rtrtrl it ,t,,¡,s.
The driver is Barry Green and he looks vcry ilrlgry.

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'I know it's a taxi,' says Barry, 'but I'm not working
tonight.' Then Barry thinks, 'l havent got any money.'

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'OK,'he says, 'I can rake you ro Glasgow, but itt going to
be a lot of money. It's five hundred kilometres to Glasgow.
That's going to be five hundred pounds.'
fuck smiles. 'Five hundred, five thousand,' he says. 'That's
nothing. I ve got the winning lottery ticket.' fuck has the
ticket in his hand. 'I'm going to get eight million pounds
for this ticket!' Rick gets into the taxi.
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Barry looks at the ticket in Rickt hand. He looks at the
date. It's todayb date. He looks at the numbers and then he
lobks at fuck's face.
'I dont see a name on the ticket,' Barry says.
Rick laughs. 'There arent any names on lottery tickets.'
'How do they know it's your lottery ticket then?' Barry
asks.
fuck laughs again. 'You dont know much about lotteries,
do you?' he says. 'I ve got the ticket - it's my money. Easy.'
Barry smiles. 'Eight million? You're a lucky man,' he says.
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 Chapter 7 Goodúrya /otery ricÉet
'I'm never going to wo¡k again,'fuck tells Barry.
'Do you work now?' Barry asks.
'No, I dont,' Rick says. 'I play music and write songs.
And that's what I'm going to do, all da¡ every diy. And
I'm going to buy my wife a ...' Rick stops and thinks. 'lin
going to buy my wife a ... That's funny. I don't know what
she wants.'
Barry isni listening. Het thinking about the eight million
pounds.
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.. Barry turns to fuck. '\7e're coming to a café. Do you
want a coffee?' he asks.
'No, thanks,' fuck answers. 'l only drink tea.'
'Good.' Barry smiles. '\7e can have tea.'
They stop and go into the cafe. 'Sit down,' Barry says,
'and give me some money. I can get the drinks.'
Am I buying your tea too?' fuck asks.
'You're rich, remember?' Barry says.
Rick gives Barry the money and Barry goes to buy the
drinks. Rick sits at the table and takes out the lottery ticket.
Barly cornes back with thc tca. He sees the ticket in Rick's
hancl ancl srnilcs.
Barry puts the tea down fast on the table. The hot tea
goes on to the table, and on to Rick, and on to the ticket.
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'Ow!'shouts Rick. 'Ir's hot. And it's all over rhe ticket.'
'Give the ticket to nre!' shouts Barry and tries to take the
Chapter B Where am I? Who am I?

ticket. But it's wct with tea. Now Rick has half the ticket
andBarry has halfl
'Give me your half of the ticket!' Barry shouts.
'The ticket is no good now,' Rick answers. 'Theret tea on
it and you can't read the numbers. And there are two halves.
Goodbye, lottery ticket. Goodbye, eight million pounds.'
'\X{hat!' Barry shouts. Then he hears a noise and hid face
goes white. There's a police car outside the cafe. Barry turns
and runs to the door. Rick gets up and runs after him.
'Stopl' Rick shouts, but he forgets about the tea. Crash!
fuck falls and his head hits the table.

'\fhere am I?' asks Rick. He looks at the young woman and

asks, Am I dead?'
'No, you're in a cafe.'
'And who are you?'
'I'm Sarah. \X/ho are you? .Vhat are you doing on the
floor?'
'I'm ...' Rick thinks for a minute. He cant remember his
name. He cant remember anything. 'I can'r remember my
name. I cant remember an1'thing,' he says.

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 'Look in your pockets,' Sarah says. ,Maybe
somerlring you,ve got
withyour name on ft., Rick takes the guirar and starrs
to play. Very well.
Rrck looks. ,No, rh¡1e,s
Sarah says. ,y;;l; very
nothing. Vlait aminure , '\flow, you're good!'
rakes somerhing from ... He good.,
/ri, .ortpo.f.r rrl Rick smiles and
gr,., it to rhe girl. s,op' Sarah
Ir's photo ofRick playingnr, shorts,^ ;6;;;;,T":'i,i
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play the guitarl,t"; r";-:Crrr 'Sorry?' Rick
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asks.
,'You rou play this?,she
asks. She gives him a guirar. 'I'm a singer and im
g::".g.. sing tomorrow. Bur my
guitar player isn'r coming. H.il."l,inr1r.. ro,r<l you wanr
come and playwith me?'
Rick thinks for a minure. .Well,
I don,t know my name,
Iclon'r know who I
or whcre I'm going'
s/h,'rci¡rcyorri"gr"jl so wh1'not?
'lrr (il.rsgow,'
says .Sar.ah.
'Glasgow?'says
Rick. He thinks for a minure.
Are you From Clasgow?'
Sarah asks.
'I don'¡ kro*,'Rick
answers.

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Clralrtcr 9 Iú like winning the lottery!

l{icl< and his new friend walk out of the cafe. They look very
h"ppy. Sarah turns and smiles.
'Arent I lucky?' she says. 'My guitar player leaves me and
I find you in a café!'
A police car drives by. Rick and Sarah dont see Barry in
the back of the car.
'Yes,' says Rick. 'I'm luclcy too. It's like winning the
lottery!'
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Sarah and Rick play in Glasgow. Everyone loves them'

'They love us!' Sarah shouts to Rick. And who's that
woman there? Is she a friend?'
'No,' Rick answers. 'I dont know her.'

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