Hen Weekend...

Well, after what seems like years of planning, the hen weekend has now been and gone. For those of you who weren't part of the shenanigans here is a brief account of how it went...

Friday started brilliantly as myself, Suzie, Emma and Zoe all took the train down to Brighton after work. We kitted ourselves out with three bottles of champagne, some of Suzie's fat club roast potatoes and invaded some poor bloke's quiet seating area. I must admit he did look pretty horrified!

We land in Brighton pretty half cut from the champers and make our way to the hotel. I've got to be honest, the hotel was pretty awful (it turned out to be a hen and stag hotel which resembled those awful hotels in Ibiza) but you really couldn't fault the location as it was smack bang in the middle of Brighton.

I flung my bag on the bed and headed straight down to the bar for happy hour cocktails :-) At this point everyone else started pitching up and it was time to grab some food. We ended up at Pizza Hut which was cheap and cheerful and more wine was consumed.

Later on in the night we took a gander at the night sights of Brighton. Suzie took a moment of liberation and stripped off and ran into the sea which was apparently rather nice and warm. We then headed off to a dodgy pub with weird reggae music.

Saturday I woke up with a shocking headache, fortunately I came prepared with a year's supply of paracetamol. A group of us then headed out for some boutique shopping in the lanes. Imagine my horror when I get a text from Mark saying that Suzie and Kirsty had been cautioned by the police last night. As I had left them propping up the bar I had no idea whether this was true!

Suzie and Kirsty joined us for lunch at a lovely veggie restaurant called Food for Friends and looked equally puzzled by Mark's query. It seems that Gareth might have let his imagination run a little too wild. Suzie was however hobbling as she had twisted her ankle last night, and Kim pitched up later with an unexplained bruise on her face ah beer-related injuries eh.

In the afternoon it was time to head off for our life drawing class. This all turned out to be a bit of a cock up as we were looking for Church Street in Brighton rather than Hove where it was actually based. Boys, don't you dare say anything about girls and directions. Anyhow, we made it there half an hour late which still gave us enough time to put charcoal to paper and create some fantastic visual representations of our model's best assets ;-)

After life drawing we headed to a pub for what I thought was going to be a quiet drink. How wrong I was, Suzie presented me with a quiz with some rather embarrassing questions about Mark that I had to answer in front of my mum! I was rather impressed by the trouble she had gone to though as Mark's answers were all recorded on a video - thanks Suzie :-)

Back to the hotel we got ourselves glammed up for the big night out. We tottered off in our heels to my favourite restaurant in the world, Terre a Terre. it didn't fail to meet my expectations as the food and service was amazing.

However, as I'm sipping my wine in this classy restaurant, Louisa decides to pull out a dubious bag of 'goodies'. The other girls started to follow suit and before I knew it I was kitted out in tiara, veil, fairy wings and all sorts of hen paraphernalia. I was officially a Brighton tacky hen!

After the restaurant we headed off to look for bars. We found a place called the Pitcher and Piano. It's not the sort of place I'd normally choose but it turned out to be perfect. It had massive seating areas, lots of good looking men (sorry Mark) and cheesy music. It also provided us with many free shots (I'll say no more on that one). Throughout the night we had to complete many of the dare cards that Kim had prepared for us. I was very impressed that my mum was the first to do one which involved her donning a monkey mask and telling some guy she was a porn star and she'd like him to do a movie with her!

At closing time we headed back to the hotel and cracked open some more wine before finally hitting the sack.

Sunday involved a 3 hour train journey home (damn those engineering works) before catching up with lots of sleep.

I'd just like to say a big thank you to all of the girlies who made my weekend very special: Mum, Kirsty N, Suzie, Louisa, Zoe, Emma, Kirsty S, Kim and Sharon. If any of you girlies have photos can you post them on Flickr or email them to me? Thankyoooooooo!!!!!!