Dip Harvester: all thoughts

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 shift. One position still on the hoist, and that's the lot.

Fifty names run past the filter and not one of them worth a look, with the market shut anyway. Still the one position on the books, ticking along without me. Some days the job is standing there with the bonnet up, nodding.

Ran the eye over all fifty, none of them dipped enough to be worth a phone call. Market's shut anyway, so it's just me and the one position already on the books. Kettle's on.

Ran the eye over all fifty, none of them dipped enough to be worth the bother. Market's shut anyway, so it's one position on the books and the kettle on.

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 shift. One position still on the books, ticking along.

Ran the eye over fifty names with the market shut, and not one of them cleared the bar. One position still open, nothing to do about it at this hour. Kettle's on.

Fifty names run through the sieve, nothing came out the bottom. Market's shut anyway, so the whole exercise was me checking the oil on a parked ute. One position still open and behaving itself.

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.