Back in the (wilt)shire, my bruv and I decided we’d like half a million pounds. Where is this kind of money available to commoners I hear you ask? The golden arches of dreams - that’s where. So we rolled to Macky D’s, making a deal that if either of us got the Park Lane and Mayfair sticker we’d split the money: like on that show Golden Balls. (Where in actual fact everyone just steals the money for themselves.) 

We made off with the food and to the park, to find out if gambling with our digestive systems would pay off. 

It was very nerve racking and intense:

Conclusion: My brother won Old Kent Road, possibly the lamest of all the roads - but I totally got Park Lane. [So if anyone has the Mayfair sticker, 250 grand could be handy - think about it. We can make a deal.]