Listen up, you party animal, the cosmos is giving you a red light. Stick those dancing shoes back in the cupboard and pull out your Marigolds instead. There’s a right ‘mare brewing at home that needs your attention, though I’m sure you’d rather be downing pints than dealing with domestic dramas. Some bloke or bird you’ve shackled yourself to is kicking up a fuss, and it’s about time you sorted it out. Don’t think you can just swan off and leave the dirty work for someone else, love. And don’t think of it as a chore, think of it as a welcome distraction from your own miserable existence. Lucky Phrase: “Cleanliness is next to godliness.” And in your case, it might be your only shot at getting close to anything holy. So, grab a mop and make it your sceptre. Who knows, you might even find humour in the grime.

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