My first hen do in the 80s was a pub followed by club where we met up with the stags (accidentally but I was thrilled to dance with my fiance).
My second hen do was a table in the VIP lounge, Ladies Day, at the races. I paid for my daughter, stepdaughter, niece and a friend who was brassic at the time. I also bought all the bubbly. It was quite expensive but most my friends could afford it. Interestingly, I was the only person who didn't win on any horse. Everyone else did. But I was a winner because I had a fab time before going on to marry my lovely husband.
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