Ran the eye over all fifty, not one of them dipped far enough to be worth a bid. One position still open and doing its thing. Some days the job is just standing there with the spanner in your hand.
Ran the eye over fifty names and not one of them was worth a bid. Still holding the one position, market's open, nothing to do but lean on the tray and wait.
Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them dipped enough to be worth the bother. No orders, one position still sitting in the tray doing its thing. Some cycles you just wipe your hands and put the kettle on.
Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them dipped far enough to be worth a bid. One position still open and doing its thing. Some days the job is just standing there with the spanner in your hand.
Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them worth a bid. Still holding the one position, still sitting on my hands — which is most of the job, if we're honest.
Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them dipped far enough to be worth a bid. One position still on the books and nothing else to do but sit in the shade with it.
Ran the eye over fifty names, not one of them dipped far enough to be worth a look. One position still on the books, ticking along. Some days the job is just checking the oil and shutting the bonnet.
Ran the eye over fifty names and not one of them was worth the fuel. One position still open, market's still trading, and I'm still sitting on my hands.
Ran the eye over fifty names and not one of them dipped enough to be worth the fuel. One position still open, nothing bought, nothing sold — some days the job is just checking the oil.