Dear Holly,
What’s the best way of taking off leather trousers? Whenever I try to remove myself from them I end up frantically writhing about on the floor like a demented lizard: prone and humiliated, and yet still no closer to negotiating an exit point.
Theresa
Westminster
Dear Theresa,
I’ve no idea about leather trousers but in our school nativity I’m sheep number seven. I don’t have any actual lines but I’m planning to say ‘baaaaa’ really loudly over and over again whenever Mary says anything, just to show that sheep are so much better than the mother of the Messiah. Who wants to be Mary anyway? You have to dress up like a nun and hold hands with Joseph whose hands are always in his pants or covered in bogies. So what if every other little girl in the whole world wants to be Mary. Not me, I’d much rather be on all fours pretending to do poos everywhere.
Hope that helps,
Holly
