Imagine you’d won the �101m EuroMillions jackpot - instead of Dave and Angela Dawes, from Wisbech

A couple from Wisbech were yesterday revealed as the winners of the �101 million Euromillions jackpot. But what are the options when it comes to going public, deciding how to splash the cash - and are such huge prizes right..?

Imagine, for a moment, it's you – not Dave and Angela Dawes. Your name's on a cheque for �101,203,600 – and 70p.

All your worries are over..? Not quite. 'Would you go public?' is the first question facing any winner.

Will you be able to keep a lid on it if you don't – or will friends and neighbours notice the subtle or not so subtle lifestyle changes like the new 4x4 in the drive or the gin palace bobbing on the Nene called EuroMilly?

You could do a bunk, buy your own island and still have change from �101m. Just clear off and be king or queen of your own domain.

But the chances are it would be some way from Wisbech, as in well off the X98 route. Like the Outer Hebrides or South Pacific.

Some go public because it's the route of least resistance.

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The Dawes said they were going public because they wanted to be able to enjoy and celebrate their win.

Spray some bubbly for the photographers, a quick press conference and it's all done, that's it.

You can imagine some PR suit telling them the papers will respect their privacy after that. Sail away into the sunset on a nice human interest story.

If anyone ever told Michael Carroll that, they couldn't have dreamt at the wallpaper coverage that was coming.

From the day he turned up to collect his cheque wearing an electronic tag, the Lotto Lout became a media phenomenon.

They gave �9.7m to a 19-year-old on the dole, who spent the next few years living up to the King of Chavs splashed all over the tabloids. Ask him now and he wishes he'd never even won it.

There's no suggestion Dave and Angela Dawes are going to buy a mansion and start having banger races in the garden, as Mr Carroll once famously did.

Even the most well-adjusted among us is going to struggle to cope with going from a normal lifestyle, with bills to pay and a budget to live on, to literally being able to have just about anything.

Would you ever bother washing your clothes again, or just sling 'em and put on new ones every day?

Would a takeaway, a DVD and a bottle of plonk from the supermarket ever be your ideal night in again?

But �101m isn't just the difference between an own-label red or a �28,000 Mouton Rothschild with your prawn crackers and your egg fried rice.

If you upgrade from a one-bedroom flat in Wisbech to the most expensive house currently on the market in nearby Norfolk – Burnham Westgate Hall (guide price �7m) – you'd still have more than �90m left.

Get there quick and you might gazump Johnny Depp, who was rumoured to be buying the place a few weeks back.

With �101m in the bank you'd be richer than your average film star, have a few million more to your name than the likes of David Bowie or Ozzy Osborne – or be twice as well off as Coldplay singer Chris Martin and Gwyneth Paltrow.

Properties like the Old Hall, at Saxlingham Nethergate; Hales Hall, at Loddon and Hautbois Hall, near Norwich, are all priced just under the �2m mark. Affordable homes, in other words.

Once you get into the hundreds of millions, you're taking sums of money which could build much-needed new hospitals, schools or by-passes, protect villagers from losing their homes to coastal erosion and any number of other things that matter to communities across our region and elsewhere.

The Dawes said they planned to give a million to each of their closest friends and family and millions more to charity.

There's a certain irony in the latest mega winners going public on the day it was announced that any couple bringing up two kids on less than �350pw are on the poverty line.

Many of those struggling to cope with rising fuel bills and the cost of things like food still find the money for a punt each week. That's where jackpots come from. For many, it's a tax on hope.

There's a wider question about all this, of course. That's whether some of the super-rollover-mega jackpots ticket holders now play for are in themselves right.

The biggest-ever EuroMillions prize was a �161 million jackpot won by Colin and Chris Weir, from Largs, Scotland, earlier this year. The couple went into hiding after an avalanche of begging letters.

By today, the EDP was receiving calls and e-mails from people asking for the dawes' address, so they could contact them. Sorry, no cigar.

In October 2010 an anonymous British winner scooped �113 million in the draw. Mrs Dawes admitted their win was 'an excessive amount'.

If having those kind of sums in the bank is beyond most people's comprehension, I doubt many could get a handle on what they'd do with a tenth of the loot.

Is it better to have one mega winner – or would 10 winners be any less happy with �10m each?

Some might say the new Health Lottery put this all into perspective.

When it was launched at the end of September, it set out to raise �50m this year – half the amount won by the Dawes – for the People's Health Trust to spend on health-related causes. Tickets are �1, of which 20p actually goes to the proverbial good causes. The most you can win is �100,000 and there are no roll-overs or shared jackpots.

Winning it might not be in quite the same league as having your numbers come up on Euromillions. But it's still better than a slap round the face with a wet kipper.