Some old codger or blood relative seems to be flapping their gums, leaving you scratching your head, wondering if they’re taking the Mickey out of you. Even though they appear to be poking holes in your crackpot theories, hold your horses and mull it over. Their point of view could just be the ticket to seeing the whole bloody circus act. So, swallow your pride, put on your best stiff upper lip, and take their counsel on the chin. Lucky charm: A four-leaf clover. Not that it’ll help with the constant barrage of unsolicited advice, but at least you’ll have something pretty to look at while you’re being lectured.

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