(500 words) Discontent among the lottery-playing public was at an all-time high. Nick Naylor sat in front of the TV, clutching a lottery ticket, sweatily. Following last week’s ‘fiasco’ he’d chosen five lines of ‘lucky dip,’ £2 apiece, for the not inconsiderable sum of £10. “It had to be a scam!” said Jude, his ‘other half’, toying with her dyed auburn locks.