You’re a right stickler for the same-old, same-old, innit? But bless your cotton socks, you’re partial to a bit of a flutter if it smells like roses and not like Aunt Mabel’s knicker drawer. Your lot are hanging onto your every word like a bunch of needy barnacles, always counting on you to keep the ship steady. Don’t drop your scone if some nutter comes asking you to untangle their knotty dilemmas. Oh, and your lucky charm is a four-leaf clover. Not that it’ll do much good, it’s as useful as a chocolate teapot.

Come back tomorrow for another exciting horoscope!