Keeping an eye on that big prawn on the barbie of life might just stop you from arsing about like a headless chook. If you haven’t got a bloody clue about your future, it’s like you’re a terrier chasing its tail in a never-ending game of canine Twister. Without a proper plan, you’re about as organised as a kangaroo in a tuxedo, hopping all over the place without a destination. So get off your bum and stop making a dog’s breakfast of your life! Your lucky charm this week is a half-eaten Cornish pasty. It’s guaranteed to bring more structure to your life than your current strategies, and it tastes better too!

Come back tomorrow for another exciting horoscope!