I survived my hen party!

As the title suggests, I survived.

After a full english breakfast, I headed over to The Wifes parents pub, where I was instructed to get dressed into my printed top and pink tutu.  (very attractive...)  They then blindfolded me and told me to sit still...  

I was filled with dread...  

What were they going to do to me?!

Whatever it was I needed to sit still and grin and bear it.  Let them have their fun and hopefully the rest will run smoothly...

Then someone grabbed my arm and handcuffs were applied.

Oh god no.  What were they doing?

My blindfold was ripped off and I was sat staring into the face of my new friend.  

A friend of one of the girls had been handcuffed to me... who happened to be a dwarf.  He thought it was rather funny and started drinking making it so that every time he took a sip I whacked him in the face...

He then dragged me outside and started waving at passing cars and buses whilst having a smoke.  I was at his mercy.... I kept thinking, please don't need the loo!

After about an hour, the mini bus turned up to take us into Blackpool.  We all piled on and were in high spirits all the way there and with a few cheeky shots of raspberry sambuka we were on our way to being merry!

Once we arrived at the hotel we were greeted by a hillybilly esque fella who was a little creepy to say the least... Buh!  The next morning one of the girls sharing my room informed me she checked the wall for spyholes before she went to bed just in case... Thats how bad it was.

Anyways, the rest of the day went well, nobody got too drunk and everyone just had good clean silly fun!  Such a breath of fresh air!

Heres some more pics to keep you entertained!