Others are making a right old mug out of you, aren’t they? Profiting from your heart as big as a bloke who’s had too many pies at the pub. And you’re letting them, like a posh toff who thinks Marmite is an exotic spice. Stop letting them make a dog’s breakfast of your good nature. Don’t let that scrounging mate or nosy neighbour of yours eat up all your precious time. You’ll feel less like a caged bird and more like a peacock on Prosecco, all bubbly and ready to flash their colourful tail. Separate lucky phrase: “A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush”, unless that bird is a pigeon, then you’re just holding a right old mess. Your lucky colour is pigeon grey, by the way. You’re welcome.

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