Like Jim Hawkins at the end of Treasure Island, I sometimes dream of my youthful voyage far from home. I dream of trains and pizzas and penalties and the Egypt match. And I start upright in my bed with that familiar, unlovely chat ringing in my ears. Olé Olé Ofeckinlay.

It may be Budget day, but that's not dampening the spirits of one lucky Donegal family who will pick up a jackpot cheque at Lotto headquarters this afternoon.