It’s November. Mollie’s least favourite time of the year. The days are short and the nights are cold, but when her nearest and dearest get hit with a case of the midlife crisis bug, it gives her something more than the terrible weather to complain about.
Watching her parents and in-laws putting themselves through chemical peels and hair transplants causes Mollie to make it her mission to prove that the natural approach to anti-aging is best.
Spending time with her eccentric and outlandish neighbour, Mrs Heckles, just adds to Mollie’s firm opinion that growing old gracefully is the only attitude to have.
Enlisting the help of Tim’s ageless girlfriend, can Mollie convince her loved ones to step away from the scalpel and learn to love the person in the mirror?
With snails, urine and some rather unorthodox tools at her disposal, Mollie certainly has a hard task on her hands, but with a troublesome cat, a huge work opportunity and a friend heading for heartache, will they all be taught a lesson in the cruellest way possible?
One thing is for sure, Mollie McQueen is NOT Having Botox.
“Be naughty and save Santa a trip. It’s better for the planet…”
There was little over a week to go until Christmas Day, but Mollie McQueen hadn’t sent a single card. She hadn’t purchased one gift, and she hadn’t decked the halls with anything other than mountains of wet laundry.
Usually, come the first of December, the McQueen house resembled Santa’s grotto. Stockings would hang from the fireplace, his and hers advent calendars would be propped up on the mantlepiece, and the two sparkly polar bears bought by Mollie’s mother would stand proudly on the windowsill.
This year, all was quiet on the Christmas front. The door was missing its usual wreath, the sprig of mistletoe was absent from the hallway, and the alcove in the living room was minus the retro tree that Mollie normally insisted on rolling out on the first day of December.
When Mollie first announced her plans to strip Christmas back to basics, she received nothing but negative feedback. Max accused her of trying to ruin Christmas, Margot advised her to chuck back a daily vitamin D pill in a bid to rediscover her Christmas spirit, and Mrs Heckles had taken to singing Christmas carols through Mollie’s letterbox.
Despite their grumbling, Mollie was determined to prove to everyone that you could enjoy Christmas without falling victim to the endless marketing campaigns that emotionally blackmailed you into purchasing unnecessary gifts for people who would rather have a pack of socks and a slice of Yule log.
With her no-Christmas Christmas amassing quite the guest list, Mollie had an almighty task on her hands.
Can she convince her nearest and dearest that the true meaning of Christmas had nothing to do with expensive gifts and garish decorations?
One thing’s for sure, Mollie McQueen is NOT Ruining Christmas.