Hen Weekend Part 2.

Wow, what a bad blogger I have been! I have been so tired this week I have been getting in from work, making dinner and flopping. My headaches are easier but still there every day! I live my life in sunglasses and a sunhat, but it gets me through the day and means I can work!

So the hen weekend! A Hen Party (for those who don't know) is a party for the bride to be before their wedding.  In America it is sometimes called a batchelorette  party.

Hen party's can be very different, for some it is the chance to get very drunk and silly, wear stupid outfits and be very rowdy. For other's it can be a tea party at home. The Hen party we went to was a nice and sedate (if not a bit decadent affair).

Here are the highlights from the first venue! The Corinthium club in Glasgow!

Absolutely amazing, place The Corinthium Club! This is only a small part of the place it was huge! Lovely cocktails, amazing interior and great staff!

We then went onto a lovely Italian called Amore!

(yes there were men at the hen)

(here is a hen in the middle of her flock) 

After the meal we strolled to an amazing club...

Then it was time for the hens to rest and head for bed.....

Can't wait till the wedding.....

Hen Weekend Part 1.

Well, what an amazing weekend... there is far to much to put into just one blog.

We set off nice and early to get to the Airport in time for the flight. Unfortunately the week before I had set the sat nav to avoid motorway's and we had forgotten to change it back. It was a lovely trip, if not a little slow.....

Yes we admired the back of this lorry for many miles..........
Ok so we got to the airport, got the car parked and got ready to get through security. This is an ordeal in itself. getting the fluids out of the bag's, emptying, pockets, taking off shoes etc. Why is it that I am always the one who gets frisked? I guess I did look a bit dodgy It was a gloomy morning in Bristol and there was me in my shades and black trilby hat. (which I had placed in the tray).  I was then thoroughly  patted down.

Once we finally got past security, It was time to settle in for a well deserved cup of hot chocolate.

I then bought myself some reading material for the plane...

This book is really good and deserves a blog of its own.

As I was going to be spending the night with 40 Scottish folk I decided that this might me useful......

Ok I have a confession to make......I don't like flying! The up in the air bit is fine but the getting there and back is a different matter. I cant stand the feeling of taking off and Landing. I have to close my eye's as if I look out of the window my tummy makes a big lurch. If I had my way we would take the train. It causes LSP to laugh as I am holding onto the seat in front with my eye's tightly closed, trying to breath deeply and relax. We arrived safely.

I was blown away by the beauty and architecture of Glasgow.

more to follow!