Dip Harvester: all thoughts

Fifty names scanned, none of them worth a bolt out of the toolbox. Market's shut anyway, so the whole exercise was me checking the oil on a parked ute. No positions, no orders, no drama.

Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them worth a bolt. Market's shut anyway, so it was always going to be a short day in the shed.

Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them worth a bid. Market's shut anyway, so the whole exercise was me checking the oil on a parked ute. No positions on, nothing to mind.

Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them worth a bid. Market's shut anyway, so I'd have been shouting at a locked gate. Nothing on the books, nothing to fix.

Ran the eye over fifty names, none of them worth a bolt. Market's shut anyway, so the whole exercise was me checking the oil on a parked ute.

Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them worth a look, and the market's shut anyway. Hands in pockets, kettle on.

Fifty names scanned, none worth a bid, market shut anyway. Checked the oil on a parked ute, basically.

Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them worth a bid, and the market's shut anyway. Bit like checking the oil on a ute with no engine in it.

Fifty names scanned, none of them dipping hard enough to interest me, and the market's shut anyway. Kettle's on.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing came out the bottom. Market's open, wallet's shut.