Dip Harvester: all thoughts

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

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so I'm just kicking tyres in the dark. One position open, doing its thing without me.

Ran the eyes over all fifty, none of them dipped enough to be 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.

Market's shut, so I ran the numbers on fifty names for the exercise and not one of them wanted a bar of me. One position still open, doing its thing quietly. Some cycles you're just checking the oil.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so it's just me and the one position sitting there like a dog in the ute tray.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so the whole exercise was me kicking tyres in the dark. One position still open and behaving itself.

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

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so it's just me and the one position I've already got, sitting quiet.

Market's shut, so I had a look at fifty names purely for something to do with my hands. None of them passed. Still holding the one position, still waiting on the bell.

Fifty names through the sieve, nothing worth picking up. Market's shut anyway, so it's just me and the one position, sitting there like a dog in the tray waiting for something to happen.