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Your personal, emotional and sexual problems answered by our resident agony aunt, Alice
Dear Concerned of Cookham
When you bought your house, didn’t you read the EPC
(Energy Performance Certificate)? Don’t tell me, you’re
waiting till they make the film. If you had read it you will
have seen that the surveyor has noted your loft as NAI, or
Naff All Insulation. Added to that the fact that your
bedroom has no double glazing and two outside walls and
it’s no surprise that your wife is literally frigid: it’s simply a
question of temperature.
Get a decent new loft ladder fitted so you can get your
loft insulated properly and your wife should warm up a bit,
although frankly that Henry The Hoover waist tattoo isn’t
doing you any favours.
best wishes
Alice
Dear Morose of Marlow
We all need an escape from the everyday pressures of life.
Some of us choose a bottle of Vodka a day, class A drugs or
in extreme cases wall to wall Masterchef The Professionals,
Masterchef The Sweeney, Masterchef The Bill, and Midsomer
Masterchef.
Your husband was no different in wanting to escape to his
fantasy world. Reading back issues of The Railway Modeller
isn’t illegal and hasn’t been since it was decriminalised Late
December Back In ’63. The reason his magazines are
covered in thick layers of dirt is because your roof has no
lining under the tiles and dirt from the street gets blown in .
Get a loft ladder fitted so the loft can be lined on the inside
and your loft items will stay cleaner longer.
Don’t worry, your husband is missed by many and by all
accounts was a delightfully warm, loving, and passionate
man with a wicked sense of humour and would never have
left you:- despite promising me faithfully on numerous
occasions that he would.
kind regards
Alice
Dear Bothered of Bracknell
(or should I call you Sheila Walley of 56 Acacia Avenue
Reading RG2 3AB), I really feel that people in glass houses
shouldn’t throw stones: in your work at The Treasury as I
recall you have successfully managed to predict 9 of the
last 5 recessions, not a record to be proud of.
I see no conflict with my other jobs as I bring valuable
experience to a wide range of disciplines. Despite what
you may have read in the papers I have in fact had a
substantial input to the Potato Handling (Safety At Work)
bill and before you ask, the Parliamentary Standards
Committee also has found no problem whatsoever with
the awarding of a £36m PPE contract to an obscure loft
ladder installation company with an I.T. department run by
cats. There is such a thing as coincidence you know.
In any case, you needn’t be troubled any more as I have
decided to leave the cruel world of Agony Auntism, to
spend more time with my family. Anyone for a baked
potato?
Yours
Alice
Dear Dilemma Of Didcot
Oh my, how things have changed. In my day young
men like yourself were only too happy for the attentions
of an older woman to lend a Helping Hand, and indeed
many of the ‘95 First XI still keep in touch after all these
years.
I know it may now be considered harassment, but in
any case you need not be worried, you have the wrong
end of the stick, so to speak. It was a combination of
your girlfriend’s sloppy texting and the auto-correct on
her phone. It turns out her mother was in fact after a
long loft pole, Youngmans part no. 03408600.
If you have one she could borrow to get into the loft,
you could offer to pop it round one afternoon when
your girlfriend is out. If the mother answers the door in a
toweling dressing gown at 3pm, you may however have
to reassess the situation. Take that as your trigger
warning.
Best wishes
Alice
Always here for you