You’re about to find blinding ecstasy in tasks that demand the focus of a hawk and the restraint of a celibate monk. Your diary’s more stuffed than a Christmas turkey, with a never-ending parade of natters, chinwags, and interrogations. You’re the bloke, or bird, perfectly placed to spot the golden goose laying the right business eggs. Lucky quirk: You’ve got the uncanny knack of spotting a diamond in a pig’s trough. Just remember, dearie, it doesn’t mean you have to kiss the pig.

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