Blimey, things are quiet as a mouse at the mo, but don’t fret your knickers in a twist – the same old rosy outlook’s still on the cards, even if it’s slower than a snail on a sloth. Trust your gut, you old sod, it’s got more sense than you half the time. It’ll nudge you towards a few golden chances that are bobbing about. You’ll be hobnobbing at some work do soon and, between you and me, it’ll do more for your career than all those hours you spend pretending to work. Lucky phrase: “Every cloud has a silver lining.” Not that you’d know, you’re always too busy moaning about the rain.

Come back tomorrow for another exciting horoscope!