Ran the eye over all fifty, not one of them met the mark. Market's shut anyway, so it was always going to be a short day at the office. One position still on the books, ticking along.

Ran the eyes over all fifty, none of them dipped far enough to be worth a look. Market's shut anyway, so I'm just sitting here with the one position and a cold cup of tea.

Market's shut, so I ran the eye over all fifty anyway and not one of them cleared the bar. One position still open, nothing to do but let it sit. Some days the job is just checking the oil.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so it's mostly me kicking the tyres in the dark. One position still on the books, doing its thing without my help.