Last weekend I went to a hen party 👸. Hen party’s are starting to happen, we’re getting grown up and people are getting married 👰 and all that. I have to admit that the phrase ‘hen party’ 👸 slightly fills me with dread – the idea of crazy drunkeness 🍸🍷🍹, pink sashes and tutus and plastic tiaras 🎀👕, games and things involving replicas of boy’s private parts 🙊🙈, and a night out in a slightly soulless nighclub 💃, wearing a mini skirt and the only heels you own 👠, downing sourz shots 🍷and trying to dance enthusiastically to Steps 👯, with a group girls 👭👭👭, many of whom you’ve only just met. And sometimes (I’ve heard) they descend into whipped cream 🍦and very naked men 🙈, and much much drunkeness 🍻💏(don’t google ‘hen party out of control’ 😉). I really do enjoy a night out of slight drunkeness, dancing and silliness – but hen partys sometimes seem a little cliche – and they can fall into the same category as New Year’s Eve – everyone MUST be have fun.
But the hen parties I have attended so far have been really very pleasant and fun affairs 😃 – and this weekend really was superb 😃😃. Emily did a brilliant job of organising the party and all of us – and she found a wonderful place to stay in the Norfolk.
After a gloomy ☔️(the weather, not the company 👩👧👸) drive 🚗 up on Friday night – we woke to bright sunshine ☀️ and the Norfolk countryside 🌳 . We went for a walk 🚶, and sat in the sunshine ☀️and chatted and caught up , had a marvellous dinner 🍴 in the evening, and got satisfyingly drunk 🍷 (and perhaps there was a little bit of silliness 😉).
On Sunday we went to Aldeburgh 🌊 and ate fish 🐟 and chips 🍟on the beach 🌅 in the sunshine.
It was all really quite charming ☺️, and I think the nicest thing, was that it was such a lovely group of girls – I think it can be rare that you will get on with all your friend’s friends, and even rarer that you will get on really well with all of them 😃.
It was a wonderful weekend all 😊.