Agony Aunt

Your problems solved, with Holly Harper

Dear Holly,
As far as I was aware, it's a woman's basic human right to take tea breaks every half hour whilst at work, plus several minutes preparatory time to boil the kettle and open the biscuits, and then a period of wind-down to wash the cups and take a leak.

Your problems solved, with Holly Harper

Dear Holly,
My son has decided to become a homosexual and I was wondering what I need to do to turn him normal again...

Your problems solved, with Holly Harper

Dear Holly,
The other day, I thought for a split second that John Prescott had stripped naked and broken into our house, but then I realised it was just my reflection in the bedroom mirror...

Your problems solved, with Holly Harper

Dear Holly,
I recently went out on a night out with some of my work colleagues and indulged in one too many Bacardi Breezers. One minute, I'm discussing the finer details of a mail merge with one of the other secretaries, the next, I find myself stripped to the waist on the banks of a river...

Your problems solved, with Holly Harper

Dear Holly,
I'm in the midst of a terrible predicament. It seems that my father thought it would be a good idea to buy my mother a vibrator for Christmas.

Your problems solved, with Holly Harper

Dear Holly,
As I sit here, all alone in my grubby little bedsit, wearing the same pants as last Monday, surrounded by empty pizza boxes and beer cans, listlessly tossing myself off to the Gavin & Stacey Christmas special, I can't help but think that things could be different next year if I made a few small changes...

Your problems solved, with Holly Harper

Dear Holly,
It's once again time for my work Christmas party and this year I have vowed to ensure I don't go home alone. I have my eye on a couple of prospects: Sheila from accounts whose husband recently died, and a woman called Maria who works on reception and has some manner of palsy...

Your Problems Solved, With Holly Harper

Dear Holly,
There's a woman who sits opposite me at work who every year insists on festooning her desk with an array of cheap, gaudy Christmas shit and gabbers inanely about how she did all her Christmas shopping online in January...