Hen pecked

Seriously stressed today.

The boy organised his stag do last week, all sorted and payed for with 15 lads who can't wait to join him for a weekend in Budapest.

This morning I get a text from a friend who gets married a few months after me with her hen night plans. It made me realise I need a kick up the bum and get organised.

Another friend and work colleague also has a hen night to plan and has suggested a joint hen night, do I want to share the limelight though? Or is two dressed up as 80's fairies with L plates better than one? Or even a giant Penis - fellow blipper currently causing havoc in Benidorm.