i would put it on my wall...replace that silly wedding photo and show all my friends....and say i got it from my mate robbo and he's a master bater..er..baker..you know !!...and my kids will look at it in wonderment telling all their friends...'its my dad's that!!..its one of them things that used to spin around with a needle on top..bit like dad when he's drunk..'...
and i shall buy a golden turntable...the greatest turntable ever seen...and the mustard prize will be the only piece of mustard ever to get playe upon it....i shall invite all the neighbours to hear and look upon it with the appriciation that only irish neighbours could...
i shall even consider building it its one golden shed to put it and the golden player into and only people who know what a 'mustard vinyl' is will be allowed to enter...i shall buy a new goldfish in honour of the prize and the fish will forever become known as 'musty'..
i shall start a facebook group called 'mustard deceiver owners with golden sheds'...and all the other millions of wannabes will be scouring the world to get what i have..
i shall place signs around my village saying..."dougs house...home of the mustard vinyl ...this way.." ...
i shall honour the mustard prize by keeping gaurd at the golden shed and shooting any bird that attemps empty its bowels upon it..
i shall give the mustard orphan the best home it ever had...no robbo...you look at it and you tell it that you have found it it's own little piece of irish heaven for it to spend the rest of its days...
all hail the mustard vinyl within the golden shed...