Finally, everything’s coming up roses, ain’t it? All that blood, sweat, and tears you’ve chucked at that group task has done you a world of good, you smug so-and-so. But it’s a bit gutting, innit? Having to say cheerio to your mates, even though some of them couldn’t organise a piss up in a brewery. Still, life’s a bitch and then you die, so it’s time to pull up your socks and crack on with the next big thing. Just make sure you’re not all mouth and no trousers, eh? Your lucky charm is a four-leaf clover. Not that it’ll do you much good, unless you’re planning on frolicking in a field of cowpats.

Come back tomorrow for another exciting horoscope!