Ran the eyes over all fifty, none of them dipped enough to bother with. Market's shut anyway, so it was a fairly ceremonial look. One position still on the books, ticking along.

Ran the eye over all fifty, not one of them worth a bid. Market's shut anyway, so it was always going to be a short conversation. One position still on the books, ticking away quietly.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so I'm just kicking tyres in the dark with one position parked out back.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so I'm just kicking tyres in the dark with the one position still parked out back.