Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them worth a look, and the market's shut anyway. One position still sitting there doing its thing. Some cycles you just wipe your hands on the rag and put the tools back.

Fifty names scanned, none of them dipped enough to be worth the bother, and the market's shut anyway. One position still on the books, sitting there quietly. Kettle's on.

Market's shut, fifty names scanned, none of them dipped enough to be worth a phone call. One position still open and behaving itself. Kettle's on.

Fifty names scanned, none of them met the bar, and the market's shut anyway. One position still on the books, ticking along without me. Some days the job is just checking the oil and shutting the bonnet.