Astrology is officially bunkum. I know this to be true, as I read it in my stars this morning. (If you’re now thinking about Prof. Brian Cox, buy a dictionary.) At least, I’m pretty sure that’s what they meant when they said “You question your beliefs today, as Pluto comes into alignment with a box containing that bit of lasagna you put in the freezer in 2010”. Something like that, anyway. And that’s the problem. They’re suitably vague: “Financial matters will attract your attention today, and friendships will be tested.” Wow – that’s so true! I need to go to the bank today to pay in that cheque from my mate Dave, after I correctly proved that you can get 6 digestives in your mouth at the same time and not die (although it was a close thing, and you don’t usually need to Hoover the top of bookcases.) Strangely, people I actually think are intelligent, rational human beings do come out with manifestly absurd statements like “Oh, he’s a Leo! That’s why I don’t get on with...
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