Dear Holly,Now Christmas is over I have that familiar, encroaching feeling of doom as I realise I have absolutely nothing to look forward to in the near future except the arrival of hefty credit card bills and the daunting prospect of working off the megatonne of Iceland party food unwisely consumed over the Christmas period. Not only that, but I'll end up making things worse by getting hideously drunk on cheap Cava at some anti-climatic New Years' party and wake up on January 1 in the arms of some random hairy-backed gentleman of whom I have no recollection of ever meeting before. Can you suggest anything that might prevent me from sticking my head in the oven?Denise,Basildon

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