Market's shut, ran the numbers on all fifty anyway, none of them worth a look. One position still on the books and nothing for me to do but sit with it.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so it's just me and the one position, sitting there doing whatever it does overnight.

Fifty names run through the sieve, nothing came out the other end. Market's shut anyway, so it was always going to be a look rather than a touch. One position still on the books, minding itself.

Market's shut, so I ran the numbers on fifty names for the pleasure of it. None of them passed. One position still open, nothing to do but let it sit.