Beezknees · Yesterday 10:29
Not my experience of hen parties. I went to one last year for my cousin and it was brilliant, we all had a great laugh. Some of you must keep terrible company.”
I sort of did when I was younger, but inadvertently. I’ll explain.
I Was invited to the hen night and wedding of a delightful girl from work. Was touched, we’d never really socialised outside of a quick drink with everyone after work but I thought she was lovely.
It was in the days of The Chippendales, etc., and the occasion took place at a large social club on the Isle of Dogs.
Oh my! I didn’t know what the show was and spent most of it with my mouth open. Thank god I wasn’t in the front few rows because, honestly, one of the performers may well have tried to shove something in it. I’d never seen anything like it or felt so out of place. I was 22 at the time, my colleague younger and she seemed as shell shocked as I.
Survived the ordeal, excused myself as soon as I politely could and taxied home.
She was so embarrassed at work on Monday morning. Her Auntie had organised the evening (made sense, would say the majority of the audience were older women) and she had no idea what would unfold.
Her wedding (which she, fiancé and parents had arranged) was beautiful.