They did it again. Flower, instead of flowers, on my birthday. And 95 minutes late, but it's hard to leave when you've shared so much. Your postcode, your gluten intolerance. Then I saw it. 25% off your first Akado shop, plus free delivery. And I just knew I'd found the online supermarket of my dreams.

Arcado, life delivered.

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This is LBC, from Global, leading Britain's conversation with James O'Brien.

Three minutes after ten is the time.

And how many people got an email last night or early this morning

saying that there was good news about your Euro millions ticket?

And how many people opened that email to discover that they'd won £2.90?

This must be what supporting Brexit feels like.

Obviously, I never, ever, ever thought for a minute that there was a £170 million prize on the horizon.

I never even wanted to win the £170 million prize.

I bought £10 worth of tickets, and I got £2.90 back.

And that, my friends, is what taking back control looks like.

That, that is what the sunlit up.

What, what's that?

Oh, you're joking.

If I just believed more, I could have had the £170 million jackpot.

Are you serious?

Oh, well, I wish you'd told me before they did the actual draw that somehow

believing things could change reality. Anyway, congratulations fellow £2 90 winners.

Or £2.90 tiers, as we prefer to call ourselves. Oh, it's going so well. It's overreach at the end

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