The self-styled "King of Chavs" – whose girlfriend said he was aroused by the smell of chip fat on her uniform – had £10m in the bank and was going to enjoy every penny of it, from the Hummers and BMWs on his drive to the prostitutes in his bed.
But as The Sun revealed this morning, he's now penniless and lugging logs about for £10 an hour.
Although he admits he splurged wildly on fast living, he reveals that after his win “a lot of vultures came out of the woodwork.”
But just HOW did Michael from Norfolk, blow £10m?
Sun Online charts his spectacular fall from grace.
Roman-style orgies and sex with 4,000 women
The former binman, now 35, was engaged to Sandra Aitken, who was seven months pregnant with daughter Brooke, when he bought the winning lottery ticket with his last £4 in 2002.
Michael wed Sandra in 2003 but she left soon after, disgusted by his lifestyle, saying he cheated on her with prostitutes, and “surrounded himself with hangers on”.
She took £1.4 million of his money in a settlement.
With Sandra gone, the five-bed Norfolk mansion – dubbed ‘The Grange’ – became a venue for wild sex parties, which he called “Roman-style orgies,” and he once boasted that he had bedded 4,000 women.
Champagne, cocaine and girls took up a chunk of his riches“Once a month, I’d throw these parties, spending up to £50,000,” he said.
“It would end up with people having sex in my house. There were orgies.”
'I was sniffing the world away'
He also started taking cocaine on an industrial scale – spending up to £2,000 a day.
He told The Sun: “I was smoking and the dealer brought me some white stuff and said ‘try that’. I tried it and I was like, ‘Bring £1,000-worth round’.
“It just went from there. I started sniffing the world away. Money was no object at the time.”
Michael later claimed he bedded 4,000 women during his high-spending sex and drugs binges.
He admitted: “I could stay up for four or five days on coke."
Sex in every room and coke on silver plates
“In every room in my house people would be f*** ing. Women would just come up to me and offer me sex.
“The girls would have all their gear off and they’d be serving cocaine on silver plates.
“I think the most women I have been with in one night is eight. That’s why they call me Master Micky.”
It wasn’t just the actual drugs that cost him dear – he also splashed £90,000 on bail bonds for his druggy pals.
The non-stop parties infuriated neighbours and Carroll added to their anger by racing old bangers and dirt bikes around his estate at all hours and hosting demolition derbies, smashing up cars for fun.
Chucking Big Macs and nuggets out car window
He and his pals would also drive around the Norfolk countryside in luxury cars throwing Big Macs and nuggets at pedestrians.
He clocked up more than 30 court appearances in the years that followed, including one for threatening youngsters with a baseball bat at a Christian sing-a-long.
He would show up at court in a souped-up motor, swigging lager and covered in chunky bling jewellery.
'King of Chavs'
In 2005, he was given an Anti-Social Behaviour Order for causing thousands of pounds worth of damage during a drunken wrecking spree with a catapult.
Magistrates heard how he smashed 32 shop and car windows with ball-bearings fired from a Mercedes van emblazoned with the phrase "King of Chavs".
That same year, his accountant wrote to tell him that he was down to the last million.
Amid the orgies he briefly dated waitress Gemma Pearce, who revealed he would ravish her when she got home from her job at the Little Chef.
She said:“I think the uniform was a big turn-on. If I came home smelling like a chip pan he loved it.”
The life and crimes of Michael Carroll
January 2002: Given two months in a young offenders institute for joyriding
November 2002: Wins £9.7million jackpot.
May 2005: Cops storm his room at London's Tower Thisle Hotel to break-up an all-night booze and drugs bender
June 2005: Cops called to his room at the International Britannia on East London's Isle of Dogs. Carroll had reportedly swung from a chandaleier and blown up a televsion.
August 2005: Fined £3,000 by JPs in King's Lynn for having cannabis and failing to attend a previous court hearing.
June 2005: Charged with smashing up cars using a ball-bearing gun.
December 2005: Cops arrest Carroll over alleged attack on ex-girlfriend Sam Howard.
October 2005: Police called after bouncers a strip club in Peterborough, Cambs, rumble him with cocaine. He scarpers before they arrive.
December 2005: Sun reveals Carroll's accountant has written to him to say he is down to his last million.
January 2006: Sun reveals Carroll has been granted legal aid ahead of a criminal trial for affray.
February 2006: Convicted of affray and sentenced to nine months
June 2006: Freed after serving half his term
July 2006: Takes out mortgages on two of his properties hoping to begin an investment company
February 2010: Puts his ruined mansion up for sale
February 2012: Given a nine month discharge by magistrates for pinching Strongbow ciders from a supermarket.
By 2012 Michael was penniless and had to go back on the dole for six months.
“There was a few funny looks when I went to sign on, but it didn’t bother me too much,” he said.
“I was more upset about not getting served in pubs.”
Carroll — who has served three prison terms for car theft, drugs and affray — was barred from every boozer in his area after a series of angry flare-ups.
He said: "My mugshot was behind every bar in the county, and even the places I'd behaved over the years in told me I was no longer welcome.
“Pubs I’d been going to since I was seven or eight-years-old closed their doors in my face.
"I was sick to my teeth of the place. It was time to move on."
200 daggers on the walls
Michael had spent £390,000 on his eight-bedroom Norfolk mansion in 2002 and a further £200,000 was spent on improvements including a swimming pool and a Jacuzzi.
But when he sold it for £150,000 years later, photos showed ripped up, blood-splattered walls and fixtures and fittings smashed to pieces.
Floors and walls were covered in graffiti while the land surrounding it was strewn with the wreckage of his banger car races.
He also bought a holiday house in Spain which he decorated with more than 200 daggers and swords ordered from online catalogues.
He bought a second British home, which he put in in the name of a relative fearing Sandra 's lawyers might ask for a share, but that backfired when the relative kicked him out.
In order to start again, Michael upped sticks and moved 500 miles north of the border hoping his reputation wouldn't follow him.
In Scotland he was briefly reunited with Sandra but she returned home to Northern Ireland after the relationship failed once again.
'I was like James Bond – I had a licence to kill'
He worked as a forklift driver in a biscuit factory and then did a five-year stint as a slaughter man in an abattoir.
He said: "I became a fully licensed slaughterman.
"I was like James Bond: I had a license to kill. On any given day I might shoot up to 400 cattle. It was great."
After five years blasting bovines, Mikey was left devastated when the Dunbia abattoir in Elgin shut its doors last April.
"When I got laid off they gave me a cheque for £4,900.
“Back when I was rich, money like that was peanuts to me. I could spend that in a day.
"But times had changed though and I was delighted to get any pay-off at all."
'If I won again I'd still work'
Carroll's life has now changed beyond all recognition.
He has swapped his five bedroom, six-acre country pile in Norfolk for a £500-a-month two-bedroom house in Elgin, Scotland.
His fleet of 20 motors – which included a Hummer, a Lexus, and several BMWs — was sold off and the money frittered away and today he either bums lifts to work or trudges there by foot.
He now works up to 12 hours a day delivering coal and logs for £10-an-hour and says he's "not bitter" about his change of lifestyle.
"Easy come, easy go. "Going broke is the best thing that happened to me and, believe me, I had a great time doing it.”
"People often say to me, what does it feel like to have lost all that money? I tell them I didn't lose it… I spent it".
Today he still does the occasional lotto lucky pick, and has wise words of advice for future winners.
“Don’t quit work whatever you do. Even if it’s just a few hours a day, stay working.
“My problem was I used to wake up in the morning, drink a large glass of vodka, do a few lines of cocaine, and then I’d be ready to get out of bed and face the world.
“If I won a second time, I’d be down the yard at six every morning. Just to keep out of trouble.”
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