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| Your problems solved, with Holly Harper |
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| 30-12-09 | |
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Dear Holly,  This time of year is particularly miserable for many people: the presents are unwrapped and the contents highly disappointing; all the Quality Street with the exception of the orange creams have been scoffed; and the tinsel wilts listlessly on the dying tree as your stinking grandmother flatulates her way through the Doctor Who Christmas special. All that is left for you to do is waste the last remnants of the school holidays writing pointless and insincere thank-you letters to fat women called Jean who pretend to be your auntie, and begin the annual search for your swimming kit, which you eagerly tossed to one side at the end of last term still dripping and smelly and which is no doubt cultivating mushrooms somewhere at the bottom of your wardrobe. But don't let this defeat you. You need to hang on to the fact that it won't be long until you can crack open your new Powerpuff girls pencil case and dazzle your little school friends with your rainbow of shiny new felt tips and matching rubber that smells of strawberries. If you're lucky, the others will be so consumed with jealousy at your Christmas haul that the feelings of depression and regret will soon fade away. Hope that helps! Holly
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