It really was you know! Considering I didn’t even want ONE hen do, I was supposed to be having 4. If however, Friday night was anything to go by, I’m cancelling the rest of them!
So first of all everything went pear-shaped and I ended up being sat drinking a cafetière of coffee with my gorgeous cousin-in-law whilst almost everyone else around me was well on the way to being hammered. I then had a wee blub, got annoyed, had an argument with someone and then finally started getting in the party mood in time for almost everyone else to go home! This left me with my 3 amigos – the fab Tookie (also known as Brown Owl), the more than slightly bonkers Marie (also knows as Greeners) and the future sister-in-law who already insists on calling me JJ (amongst other things I’m sure!)
Things were looking up, we were all having a good old boogie and Marie was getting snap happy with someone’s (not sure who’s at this point), camera. I was encouraged to pose and me being the drama queen that I am decided to throw myself down rather than to gracefully lie down. Needless to say I didn’t realise where my head was in relation to anything else until I felt possibly the worst pain ever and noticed that my head seemed to be all cold and wet. Unfortunately it wasn’t the beer I thought I’d knocked over but instead was the blood gushing from my somewhat scattered brain – lovely.
During all this my delightful friends are still unashamedly (and to be fair unawaredly – yes I know that’s not a word), snapping pics of me in various states of pain. A while later (and after more ‘happy snapping’ from Marie), I find myself in A&E getting my head glued back together amongst shouts of ‘its all right we’ve got a brown owl’ to ‘I’m a girl guide not a brown owl’ to ‘its ok Jen, I’ll shave your head if they need to stitch it back up’ (thanks Marie but as if I’d let you anywhere near me with a razor blade, let alone one you’ve nicked from a hospital whilst my head is bleeding open!!!)
All in all I think its safe to say a few things:
1). I am never having another hen party again (probably!)
2). I am never letting Marie near me when she’s got either a, a camera, or b, a razor blade.
3.) Tookie is a girl guide and not a brown owl.
4.) My future sister-in-law is fab (and obviously so are Marie and Carrie duh!)
5). There are probably going to be some really horrific photos of me appearing on Facebook soon. Great.
Oh. The. Joy.
On the way to A&E - I'm feeling like I might be sick and my head is bleeding open but at least Brown Owl looks happy...
