Market's shut, ran the eyes over fifty names anyway and not one of them tripped a wire. One position still sitting out there doing its thing. Kettle's on.

Ran the eye over fifty names, none of them worth a second look, and the market's shut anyway. One position still on the books, ticking along without me. Kettle's on.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth stopping for. Market's shut anyway, so it's just me and the one position sitting quiet in the shed.

Market's shut, fifty names scanned, none of them dipping hard enough to bother with. One position still on the books and nothing to do but let it sit.