Mine was so long ago that I can't remember  Ella...  But I am sure they can be good fun.....

Rule No 1 of Stag Do's

 

You don't talk about the Stag Do

 

Rule No 2 of Stag Do's

 

You DON'T talk about the Stag Do.

 

 

Rowdy hen nights make me shudder.

 

I would love to see a tasteful, elegant hen night....not that I would be on one what with being a bloke...unless I was the stripper 

Oh I know they are fun and I love a good night out but I'm worried that if the bride decides to do something with another man I'll not know how to react.

 

Last one I went to was my sisters so it was tame....apart from the greasy old stripper someone had booked

Lol we see lots of hen nights on a night out....most of them with garish £shop feather boahs and cowboy hats???

I went out for a meal with friends...I really couldn't be doing with all that dressing up bollocks...mind you doing a full white church job would have been my idea of he'll on earth too! I'm a less is more sort.

Was that the night before your wedding?  I think more and more people are having these nights way before the wedding now so they aren't dying the next day but I like your idea of having a nice meal with friends and family the night before.

Oooh and would you forgive your partner for having a bit of extra 'fun' on his/her stag/hen night?  I'm not sure how I would feel if I knew he'd been up to something but I know some people treat it as their last night of freedom.

Mine was the night before...mind you I only had 4 weeks notice on the whole wedding so anything bigger was a bit out if the question..,.and had my other half cheated on his stag night he'd have been singing soprano...onhis own! Luckily he was the same as me and couldn't be arsed with anything big...he stayed in with mates round where they had drinks and a table football tournament :ninja

Gone appear to be the days when you made a norty book, dressed the bride-to-be in a black bin liner with tissue flowers stuck on it and L plates and went out for a drink in the pub followed by a night club 

I went to a Tapas bar with friends & family...    

 

then dumped  ensured the family all got into taxi's safely & went to a club with the friends - twas a cheesy nightclub in town..    all I remember is my friend & I doing the Thriller dance & then my friend slapping the arm of some bloke that was trying to tweak my bunny tail!  (yeah..  I had a tail, & bunny ears,  & the cuffs & collar thing..   its gotta be done)

 

then a week later me & my two closest friends went and had a spa weekend at a hotel!  That was lush!

 

 

Hubby's stag do was a full weekend event..    the best men (2 of them)..  made him wear an Ali G costume they had bought him..     they spent some time on his mates boat..  had a night out in the town its moored in...  & then went to Spearmint Rhino the night after (I had secretly given one of the best men the money to buy hubby a private lap dance as my wedding gift to him )

just to add..   

 

hubby was mortified (apparently) at the private lap dance 

No...  and it wouldn't be so much a case of "couldn't forgive"  as "why are we getting married then"

 

Oh you had all types of a hen do then   and I bet your hubby was the envy of all his mates when they found out you'd paid for the lapdance

LOL i was married once (still technically am ) and for my hen night we did the sound of music I went dressed in an authentic outfit that i made from my bridesmaids hideous old floral curtains and they all went as nuns

 

twas great it was. We got a tacky limo, got horribly drunk, and ended up in jumping jacks. oh dear. It was a mess!

 

 

How is that last bit any different from most weekends when you go out?

I went out with my mates from Bournemouth (men and wimmin).

Pub crawl - Poole Harbour.

 

He went out with his mates (men and wimmin) in London.

 

No naughties. 

jumping jacks shut down  

Bliz, I have spent a few saturday nights in Bournemouth, some of the sights there on hen and stag do's Saying that, I do hope it wasnt you I nearly ran over a few weeks back

 No, I'm in Essex now, innit!

 

Although I'm there this weekend, so drive carefully, if you're there. 

TBH...   there was slightly more to it than that..    I was being a tad devious...

 

I know his mates..   I know how they had been on some of the other blokes stag do's..   its all "what the Mrs don't know" etc etc... 

 

I kinda stole their thunder & stopped all that malarky by getting in there first & giving them the money & telling them to get him a private lap dance as a gift from me 

I had massive pub and club crawl round Cambridge with mates and select family (yes, my Mum was one!!)....I was kitted out with the obligatory veil, tiara, condom necklace etc....and I may have partaken a touch too much of the alcoholic beverages served in those sorts of establishments....I went round one of the pubs asking every bloke there if he was my stripper....I seem to recall trying to persuade several of them to get nekkid anyway....we then hit the clubs where I won a bottle of champers for managing to get the most kisses whilst they played that Renee and Renata song....I managed not to get so piddled that I puked (my vomit phobia refuses to allow it!!), unlike MrB who ended up chundering over the church wall on his stag do...quality couple!!!!

At least it wasnt over the church wall the day of your wedding!!

How come none of you men are spilling some stag night secrets, eh?

I didn't have one, nor did my OH. I've never even been on one. I don't think it would be my kind of thing at all.

True! Mind you, we got married at the Reg Office in cambridge and there is a pub right next to it that we both used to frequent in our youth....all the blokes went straight there before the wedding...luckily they only had a pint so no pukage during the ceremony!!!

I also didn't have one and neither did my OH. I'm surprised by all the different regional customs. Some pretty obscene scrap books passed around in the West Midlands. Where I live now the middle class have a habit of a discreet Ugandan discussion with another.

Exactly... if you want to be shagging the stripper, why are you getting married?

 

I'm a less is more sort of person like Croc, if I get married I can't imagine having a big hen do/wedding

I bet nothing that scandalous happens, they'd just like the wimmin folk to think it does

ooooooooo mine was a pub crawl round poole!!...i was dressed as a baby for some strange reason......i got very drunk..i got put in a shopping trolley and shoved into macdonalds on the high street....and i crashed into a pot plant and knocked it over......i was asked to leave but had to wait for my mates to retrieve me as i was stuck in the aforementioned trolley

Weekend in Champneys for me and rugby club annihilation of Amsterdam for him. It was the making of us 

I can't staaaaaaaaand hen do's! The make me cringe and I usually make my excuses to leave after the meal! I did attend my SIL's hen do last month and at her very strict instructions, it was very civilised! We went to an 80's night, ate food, danced and went home