It’s been a busy few days as Adam and I parted ways for the weekend and enjoyed our stag and hen dos. Adam headed off to Lisbon, Portugal and I went to London.
As always us girlies took loads of photos and the boys didn’t so there is little I can share about his trip.
As for mine, it was great! My friend Amy organised it and did an amazing job.
We started with a surprise climb up the O2 in the glorious sunshine and took in the views at the top
After building up an appetite we scoffed sandwiches, quiche and little cakes whilst on a bus tour of London, all washed down with tea because we are that wild!
Nothing much survived as you can imagine 🙂
We headed back to our rooms and some had a little nap to reboot before the evening out. The girls all dressed in black whilst I wore cream and a pretty tiara with veil attached – just in case it wasn’t obvious that I was the bride!
We made cocktails and they made the mistake of leaving us unattended with the bottles of spirits!
Again, not a lot survived!
We had a meal and started making our way around London via the underground. I think this may have been the best part; a busker on his saxophone had us all throwing some shapes and passers by were joining in. I thought we were in a film at one point!
We danced in various bars and clubs until the pain from heels became too much and headed back to our rooms for sleep.
I really enjoyed the day and night and the girls were kind, I drank what I wanted to and had a giggle.
Adam on the other hand text me Sunday morning to say he had never felt worse! The poor sausage had to fly home with a massive hangover and he laid on the sofa all evening feeling sorry for himself while I went for a run. Now who’s the survivor 😉