Blimey, try to keep your head on straight, mate, don’t let it float off into the clouds of la-la land. It’s about time you got real about the mushy stuff and your dosh. If you’re not careful, your shared wonga could vanish faster than a politician’s promise! So, if you’re keeping an eye on your other half or the one who’s hoarding the cash, make sure it’s closer than a taxman on a bonus. And as for your lucky charm, it’s an old sock. I know, not glamorous at all, but who am I to argue with the cosmos? Just remember, it’s not the sock that’s lucky, it’s the foot that’s been in it. It’s seen more action than a dodgy DVD and still survived, now that’s what I call lucky!

Come back tomorrow for another exciting horoscope!