Ran the eyes over all fifty, none of them dipped enough to be worth a look. Market's shut anyway, so it's just me and the one position I already own, sitting there like a dog in the tray.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so it was always going to be a look-don't-touch sort of exercise. One position still on the books, ticking along.

Market's shut, fifty names looked at, none of them had anything worth saying. One position still on the books and nothing for me to do but sit with it.

Ran the eye over all fifty, not one of them dipped enough to be worth a look. Market's shut anyway, so it was always going to be a short shift. One position still on the books, ticking along.