Blimey, it seems like you’re on the cusp of a rather posh phase, don’t it? A bit of the old ultra-modern jazz hands is shimmying into your life, bringing a load of fancy-pants ideas that might just be worth a butcher’s. Your nosy parker instincts are going off like a dog at a sausage factory, and this could lead you into some right royal opportunities. Maybe you’ll find yourself gabbing away on the blower for a living, or even getting your head stuck in some stuffy books because you’ve suddenly decided to be an egghead. Lucky Charm: Keep a rubber duck with you at all times this week. It might not help you understand quantum physics, but it’ll give you something to squeak when you’re bored in that new, tedious communications role.

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