For one reason and another (including the fact that I was waiting for a phone call that eventually came at 3am), I was notably sluggish and bleary this morning.
Even so, I was sure I wasn’t hallucinating when I heard a correspondent on the BBC casually mention that ‘things might be bumpy today’ as it was triple witching day.
Some previously overlooked pagan festival, perhaps? Some numerical superstition based on 19/09? Something like ‘Nelsons’ in cricket? Some particularly substantial readjustment of the atomic clock resulting in a thirteen-hour day?
No, it’s a term from the financial markets.
Could this be the first evidence that merchant bankers have some mythopoeic spark in their flinty souls?