You're in the public eye again, sitting proudly head and shoulders above almost every man at Ascot. There are opportunities galore for being spattered by horse dung while bobbing up and down on top of television presenters babbling impenetrably about furlongs, paddocks and stakes. The numbers 62, 35 and 7-2 Favourite will hold power. Travel to Dubai is possible, but prepare to be returned to the hire shop or sold to pay off debts within the next few days.

Yea you have toiled hard these five days past. Reward thyself this thine sixth day and let your time be sacred only unto yourself. Enjoy all that has been created in your name and make peace with thy sun for it is good to behold in all its glory, and in its glory lie down among the patures new. Speak wisely to she who in her grace and majesty is Mrs. God and let it be said that you shalt make the shelves tomorrow.

Your life as you know it is about to change forever. But you will not be alone. The stars will show you the way and you will be celebrated the length and breadth of Elstree for at least 43 minutes. Avoid looking backwards - it can only remind you of dreary conversations, quirky personal habits and chick peas. Discard that baggage and take the opportunity to get absolutely bladdered. You are most definitely a bloke.

You, unfortunately for your future well being, are one of the saddest creatures ever produced on planet Earth. Shallow, stupid and totally devoid of humour you will probably gain your 'fifteen minutes of fame' and then retreat to your normal wormlike existence. The only thing in the favour of titanusiblingus is that there is a significant number of other star sign allocations who actually enjoy (I assume it's a form of sadism combined with voyeursim) your embarrassment and just outright outrageous outpourings within the comfort of their sitting rooms. Your kind, as a general rule, degenerate into a Evictius q.v. Advice: Try as best you can to get the producer to keep you in the house - along with all your kind - forever and never let you loose again within our free society. (Note to SETI scientist: Perhaps you could organise the Arecibo radio telescope to transmit this stuff? At best the first aliens we then meet will be dumb, or at least dumbfounded!)

Your attempts to find someone to talk to will, as ever, be in vain. Perhaps they just don't like you.