You’re having a right old chinwag about some dream of yours getting ready to pop like a cheap bottle of plonk. You’re ready to have a natter with anyone who’ll listen, but do us all a favour and keep your bloomin’ wellies on solid ground when it comes to your hopes and dreams, alright? Now, you might think you’re the bee’s knees, but there’s always an old codger or two who’s been down the road you’re skipping along. Consider having a cuppa with them. It could save you a few grey hairs and give you a sneak peek of the muck you’re about to step in. Your lucky item this week is a rubber duck, believe it or not. Pop one in your bath and it’ll be the only thing keeping you afloat in the sea of nonsense you call your life. Cheeky, I know, but someone had to tell you.

Come back tomorrow for another exciting horoscope!