Blimey, that little gig of yours is about to go tits up, mate. I bet you’re gobsmacked, thinking everything was all tickety-boo. If you’re part of a squad, it’s likely you’re sniffing a rat, suspecting someone’s cocking a snook at your toil. Pinning the tail on the donkey though, that’s a right dog’s dinner. Lucky charm: A four-leaf clover. Because, let’s face it, you’re going to need all the help you can get, darling.

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