Blimey! You’re all of a sudden chomping at the bit to leg it off on a new escapade, regardless of any whinging from your old china about your daft ideas. You’d hardly call yourself Evel Knievel, but there’s a whiff of excitement about shaking things up a bit, since life’s become as stale as a week-old scone. Your lucky charm: A horseshoe. If that doesn’t work, you can always flog it for scrap metal.

Come back tomorrow for another exciting horoscope!