The first of my 2 hen do's was an intimate affair in Brighton, starting with some afternoon tea in Metro-Deco
Sarah and I had one of their beautiful blooming teas, Sofe stuck with Earl Gray.
We had little open sandwiches, ham and mustard, egg and cress, brie with chutney, and salmon and cucumber.
All the old favourites.
We then had a layer of traditional scones with jam and clotted cream.
At which point I was shocked to find out Sophie had never had one before.
I know she's French but that is just crazy. I'm pretty sure it won't but her last though.
We then quickly devoured the tiny top layer cakes.
My only disappointment was that all the tiny cakes were all different flavours, and as we were sharing I couldn't really try them all.
The girls did give me first choice though, so I can't complain too much.
Next we moved on to the hard stuff, we found an interesting pub down the road and dived in for a few cocktails.
I can't remember what we had but I do remember that they were good.
We had a few more cocktails in a couple more bars, then on to my final surprise a visit to the Dreamboys.
Now I have to admit this is not really my cup of tea, and in fact I found it quite terrifying!
All the hens and birthday girls were handed a Dreamboys sash, but once I realise this is what they looked for when dragging girls on stage it was very quickly scrunched into a tiny ball.
Public humiliation is not on my bucket list so no regrets.
We then met up with Wayne an honorary hen, and talked and danced into the wee hours before getting a cab home from The Rather Excellent Carriage Company.