Swapping underwear

Back to Shropshire tonight for Sal's second hen do. One of her dares left over from Barcelona was to remove an item of underwear in public. An hour or so into the evening she whipped off her bra at the dinner table!

We then kidnapped her and took her to the toilets and dressed her up in an awful mock wedding dress, with some terrible make up! (see tomorrow's blip) We were all in stitches. She managed to swap the bra later on with some blokes underpants, which she put on her head! He took no persuading to get his kit off in the middle of the pub, but the bouncer was none too impressed with his antics! Was an absolutely fantastic night, lots of laughs till our sides hurt and bad behaviour and really good to catch up with old friends.