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Further to my previous comment re Main Draw unclaimed prize money over the past three months £18000 has been unclaimed viz: Sept £9000, Oct £3500 Nov (to date 14th) £5500. I wish my postcode would come up because I check at least three times a day and my bonus figure has reached over £51 which I obviously cannot claim until my postcode appears.

I don't understand why so many big prizes on the Main draw never get claimed. I wish my postcode would come up as I check a minimum of three times a day and with a bonus of over £50 you can see that I have not so far had a claim. Maybe my luck will change!!!

It was wonderful to hear about Mim, and her kindness and dedication, hearing about people like her restores our faith in the innate goodness of human nature, so very well done Mim! My two pence worth, if I can, is to highlight the sheer bravery of our beloved pets, when it is asked of them. They often put us to shame with their determination to survive, for example, an accident that has happened to them, and their strong survival instinct to find their way home, even though they are hurt, knowing they need our help. It fills me with awe when I read stories like these. My own little cat had such an experience, when I'd only brought her to this country from Turkey, a few months before. She was then just over a year old. Here is her story, which still pulls at my heartstrings 5 years later...(as our pets are so good at doing anyway!) She had run out of the house un-noticed, one night after her tea, and disappeared. She normally stays in our fenced garden for about half an hour at a time while getting used to our new home, for a play with her English sister Gretel, but something, possibly another cat, had lured her away. Her mother – me- lay awake, worrying, hoping against hope she would be able to find her way home..after having walked the streets calling her name, to no avail. Finally I heard scratching noises at the door, I ran to open the door, and there was my baby, badly wounded…it was heart-breaking, but a huge relief that she was home. She had been attacked by a dog or fox, or more likely got her foot caught in a rabbit trap…no one knows for sure; but she lost her left back foot completely, torn off just below the heel...However, she had made her way home, somehow, hobbling on three legs, I can only imagine the pain she suffered in doing so. Somehow, unbelievingly, this young cat, just a year old, managed to find her way home, and hobble to her front door. What's amazing also, is that we had only been in our new home for three weeks, yet she found it, in the dark, at 2 am in the morning! She hobbled inside, whimpering in pain, and I settled her on a blanket, and immediately called the emergency vet. Kucuk ended up having her leg amputated later that morning , and spent the next two nights in Armac VetHospital in Bury. They took the leg off right up to the thigh, and assured us she would be just fine with three legs, and she certainly has adapted perfectly well. I have to keep a closer eye on her now, but she's a street cat by nature, I couldn't force her to stay indoors, it would break her spirit. But she seems to know now its not safe for her to roam too far from home. Cats are immensely brave and resourceful, as all cat-lovers know, but her actions in dragging herself home from god knows where, or from how far away, from approximately 6.30 pm, to arrive at her door, with an agonisingly painful wound, at 2 am, just knocks me for six! She really deserves a bravery medal. There's no way I could ever do what she did to get home with her badly hurt foot, and neither could almost any human being . I dread to even think if she had not somehow dragged herself home, she would be dead by now...I am just grateful that she is alive, and is now just fine. I know some might criticise me for having let her out of the house, but being born a street cat, fending for herself in Turkey, she needs to spend at least part of the day outside, having always lived outdoors in Turkey. She is street-wise up to a point, but life on the streets in Turkey has very different dangers than life in the UK..at least she must know she is loved at her home, if she went through all that to come home to where she knew she was loved and would be helped. Animal lovers will know how our pets give back to us so much more than we can ever give them, and it's very humbling!