Well I am back, and I survived!
Friday I was up at the crack of dawn to meet my cousin, S, at the airport and begin the long drive down to Plymouth for her hen party.
Tee is nothing if not organised. Never mind that she has a 3 month old baby, she single handedly organised her sister’s hen party to perfection.
We arrived at our country cottage, miles from civilisation with absolutely no mobile signal but plenty of booze. The cottage had two fridges, luckily, as one was dedicated to booze - beer, champagne, wine etc, etc, etc. The other, half fridge, was ram packed with all the food for the weekend. In true Lowry fashion a ‘top shelf’ was also provided – this consisted of all the ‘hard’ liquor, including but not restricted too vodka, whisky, gin, rum, paint stripper and shooters. Thus began our weekend…..
One of the main targets was to shift the booze from full bottles on the left side of the room to empty vessels on the right. I have to admit we did a fairly admirable job with many a hangover successfully achieved.
S was dressed up as befits the hen complaining loudly and threatening retribution on all unmarried women in the group.
We all had a wonderful weekend and I now firmly believe more people should get married. Never mind the happily ever after – it is all about the parties beforehand!!
Americo, along with all the other husbands and boyfriends, was completely neglected due to the lack of mobile signal. I called him once we had left the ‘dead zone’ to find out how his weekend of manly bliss had been…
In the past 5 years Americo and I have spent a grand total of about 3 months apart. Since we bought our first house, 3 years ago, he has never really spent a night alone. So this weekend was a first and he did not like it! Even the vacuuming could not take his mind off things, so much so he slept in the spare bedroom because it was too lonely in our bed.
Ahh love!
Friday I was up at the crack of dawn to meet my cousin, S, at the airport and begin the long drive down to Plymouth for her hen party.
Tee is nothing if not organised. Never mind that she has a 3 month old baby, she single handedly organised her sister’s hen party to perfection.
We arrived at our country cottage, miles from civilisation with absolutely no mobile signal but plenty of booze. The cottage had two fridges, luckily, as one was dedicated to booze - beer, champagne, wine etc, etc, etc. The other, half fridge, was ram packed with all the food for the weekend. In true Lowry fashion a ‘top shelf’ was also provided – this consisted of all the ‘hard’ liquor, including but not restricted too vodka, whisky, gin, rum, paint stripper and shooters. Thus began our weekend…..
One of the main targets was to shift the booze from full bottles on the left side of the room to empty vessels on the right. I have to admit we did a fairly admirable job with many a hangover successfully achieved.
S was dressed up as befits the hen complaining loudly and threatening retribution on all unmarried women in the group.
We all had a wonderful weekend and I now firmly believe more people should get married. Never mind the happily ever after – it is all about the parties beforehand!!
Americo, along with all the other husbands and boyfriends, was completely neglected due to the lack of mobile signal. I called him once we had left the ‘dead zone’ to find out how his weekend of manly bliss had been…
In the past 5 years Americo and I have spent a grand total of about 3 months apart. Since we bought our first house, 3 years ago, he has never really spent a night alone. So this weekend was a first and he did not like it! Even the vacuuming could not take his mind off things, so much so he slept in the spare bedroom because it was too lonely in our bed.
Ahh love!
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