No engagement party, we didn’t get engaged as such, just set a date. In fact I’d have quite liked an engagement ring, but at the time (1974) dh thought ‘getting engaged’ was desperately uncool!
No hen or stag either - dh was working abroad, was back on leave for the ‘decision’, and the wedding. I followed him a month later.
However he bought me a lovely ring right after the birth of dd2, which meant a lot more to me.