Dinner from hell

I have never felt so hungover, and my face is really sore. I have a bruise the size of a golf ball on my cheek.

We hadn't all been together, the whole family since the win. It's amazing who crawls out of the woodwork when you come into a bit of cash... or a lot in my case.

My Uncle Nob (not his real name, but more fitting) lives in Shropshire, miles away from me. I hate him and he hates me. So why was he at my dinner?

People started arriving at 7. I'd hired a chef called Marco to do the cooking as he came highly reccomended.

There were 20 of us around a big table, but I will only be mentioning the important ones.

Here are just a few of the dramas:

Matty, my 17 year old brother kicked off the party my announcing to my Ma that he would be moving in with me. As you can imagine she flipped her lid! I hadn't had the chance to talk to her about it yet.

Then of course my sister Shaz started butting in "if Matty gets to move out then I do too."

My Pa being the voice of reason (sort of) shouted "NOBODIES moving anywhere!!!"

He claims Matty's too young and I'm a bad influence. He has to wait until he is 18, which is only a couple of months away anyway!

Then my ma got wind of how much of my money I had spent so far. Okay so I've spent a quater of it in just a few months, it's not a big deal! I've done all the big purchases, houses and apartments and cars are not cheap.

"If you keep spending at this rate it will be gone by Christmas" she bellowed.

My phone kept going off all night too. The girl from the other night keeps texting and calling. Girls never do that? I sense she's the gold digging type. But Amy who was sat next to me was suspicious every time I cancelled the call. "It's rude to answer the phone at dinner" I said, and then switched my phone off to be on the safe side.

My Grandma hasn't been well lately, and had to come to the dinner accompanied by a nurse. She had a bag of piss hooked up to her at the table, and she couldn't eat much. It upsets me to see her like this, but she is 80 odd. Anyway she had a funny turn before the desert came and the nurse took her back to the home. That put a bit of a dampener on the evening.

There was a lot of champagne floating around and I found myself getting very drunk. Uncle Nob told me about this great idea he had for a company - he wanted to sell mobility products to people, and needed the funding to get started. I told him I would think about it.

On the balcony with Amy later my concience got the better of me... I didn't even know I had one! And I told her that I had "kissed" another girl when I was drunk (I wanted to gauge her reaction before I told her I'd slept with her too).

I never even got the chance to tell her any further, she thumped me in the face and walked out.

Later I met my mates in town and then the girl from the other night, Shelly called me.

Feeling annoyed and full of self pity I agreed to meet her. This time I woke up in her flat.

This is NOT good.

Silence is NOT golden!

I've just got back from town.

I took Amy to this really nice Italian restraunt for lunch.

I'm a little freaked out though, she hardly said a word all lunch.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

"Yeah" she said in an none to reassuring tone.

She can't know? Can she?

Healthy Breakfast

One of the first things I did when I came into money was hire a personal trainer. I have a great fitness plan that I will share with you later.

I do miss my fried breakfasts though!

I used to have eggs, bacon, sausages and beans every morning. Heaven, but hellish on the body.

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I'm meeting Amy for lunch in 4 hours. I still feel really bad about the other night. My friends have convinced me that not telling her is for the best, I mean it won't happen again.

Dating Amy

Okay, I'm a dick.

A total dick.

Damn it.

Last night I went to this posh club with Danno and Mick.

We started drinking at my apartment, I wanted to use my new pool table. After Danno thrashed me a hundred times I decided to call my driver and ask him take us into town. It was close to mid-night but Ged's a legend, he doesn't mind.

We got to the club and ordered drinks. Then on the dancefloor... oh crap...

I've been dating Amy for three years. I love her, I do.

...this girl started rubbing herself against me. She was stunning! What does a girl like this want with me? I think to myself.

Then she leaned into kiss me.

She left at 8 this morning, very impressed with my apartment.

She has just texted "really nice to meet you Rick. Hope to hear from you again. Shelly :p x x"

I love Amy. I love Amy.

20's or 50's?

I've been meaning to set this blog up for a while now, but I wanted to wait until I had moved into my new place.

I've been in for 2 weeks, and it has taken BT this ammount of time to set my phone line and internet up.

On the phone (mobile of course) to BT I find myself (now don't get me wrong I'm not the sort to rub my money in people's faces - and that isn't what this blog is about) using the words "This is disgraceful, don't you know I'm a millionaire?!!" - to which the man on the other end of the phone replied "Good for you. So do you wipe with 20's or 50's?"

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I deserved that.

But hey, let me tell you about the apartment! I have never seen anything like it! I have 5 bedrooms! And a living room you could play basket ball in! I didn't think places like this existed. I'm still a little starstuck by the whole bank balance, and I don't think it has quite sunk in. But I sit typing this on my reclining chair! You know, like Joey and Chandler's in Friends!

It's a bit lonely though, I think I need a roomate. My brother Matty has been hinting at moving in. He's 17 and not enjoying it at our mothers.

Oh yes, my ma and pa are over the moon with their new house. It makes me so happy I can do things for them after all they did for me.

Oh and in case you wondered what I actually did wipe with... erm, puppies on a roll :p

Welcome to the Rich man's world

Growing up on a council estate nicknamed Baked Bean Island, I never really had much in the way of belongings. But I had the love of my family, Matty and Shaz (my brother and sister) and my Ma and Pa.

When I finished high school I had a lot of crap jobs, the worst was in a well known pizza takeaway. And then the weirdest thing happened. I WON £4.8 Million!

Does money buy happiness?

Welcome to the Rich man's world.