Now we see the problems inherent in not aligning our salmon fishcakes with the stars, as per the instruction manual. All our badgers are now perturbed by this cosmic disharmony and the Estate Agents are - once more - on the prowl desperate for yet more advertising space in our local newspapers. Soon, I fear, even the pre-owned car sales advertisements will feel their wrath.
We wait with girded loins - mainly because of the way you gird them... so tight… so… so girded! We wait poised on the cusp of action, wait for the signs. But, with our salmon fishcakes out of alignment, we will never know if the omens auger well for our endeavours, or - if ill-luck does befall us - whether there is the chance one, or more, of us may put their back out.
Anyway, what is done is done, and if you've responded to one of those pre-owned car ads, then you probably have been.
Let us go then, you and I, now the chip shop is spread out against the sky, let us go and order cod, chips AND mushy peas for everyone. One last great feast before the uncertainties of the morrow engulf us all.
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