Blimey, it’s all cuddles and cuppas for you right now, ain’t it? Your mates are acting less like a bunch of alley cats and more like the Queen�s corgis – all well-behaved and wagging tails. There’s one particular bond that’s looking as stable as a pint at the pub – here’s to hoping it doesn�t go flat. But hold on to your knickers, later on you’ll be playing Florence Nightingale to some old relic in your family tree. Some health malarkey is popping up that you can’t just sweep under the carpet like last year’s Christmas decorations. Ignoring it would be as daft as a brush, so best get on the blower and sort it out. Lucky for you, your lucky phrase today is “Bob’s your uncle.” A little bit of cockney charm never hurt anyone, did it? Well, unless you count your ex… but let’s not dig up old skeletons.

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