Iain J Coleman (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} iainjcoleman) wrote,@ 2007-09-30 16:48:00 |
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Hens and stags
i_smell_shite and I had our combined hen and stag do yesterday. It was a lot of fun, and I am now recuperating. Lots of lovely people were there, including glitterboy1 and kalypso_v who had come all the way from England, and katlinel and sugoll, who had come all the way from just up the road. Some pictures are available on our Flickr site.
We had a Scottish dinner on Friday night (haggis, neeps and tatties) and a Danish meal yesterday evening (pork, sugar potatoes and red cabbage). But the main event was during the day. I took the men in the wedding party to 21st Century Kilts where we sorted out our kilt hire for the wedding. All exceptglitterboy1, that is. He has made the admirable decision to invest in a personally tailored kilt suit, and was measured up in some detail by Howie himself. Sadly, this meant he didn't actually try on a kilt: LJ will have to wait a couple more months for photos.
We then joined the ladies for a rather spiffing meal at Tiger Lily. We had a private dining area booked: with the silver chain curtain and the mirrored lampshades it looked like a set from Austin Powers. After some delicious nosh an a chocolate fondue, the party split again: the bride's people went back to our flat to indulge in girlie goings on of which I know little, while the groom's entourage engaged in wide-ranging cultural and philosophical discussion in a succession of New Town hostelries. We were aided in this endeavour by my old friend Peter, who came in from Glasgow to join us in this, most vital section of the day. My even older friend, Mark, presented me with a handsome hip flask, to assist in future ruminations.
Today has gone by at a slow and gentle pace.
i_smell_shite and I had our combined hen and stag do yesterday. It was a lot of fun, and I am now recuperating. Lots of lovely people were there, including glitterboy1 and kalypso_v who had come all the way from England, and katlinel and sugoll, who had come all the way from just up the road. Some pictures are available on our Flickr site.We had a Scottish dinner on Friday night (haggis, neeps and tatties) and a Danish meal yesterday evening (pork, sugar potatoes and red cabbage). But the main event was during the day. I took the men in the wedding party to 21st Century Kilts where we sorted out our kilt hire for the wedding. All except
glitterboy1, that is. He has made the admirable decision to invest in a personally tailored kilt suit, and was measured up in some detail by Howie himself. Sadly, this meant he didn't actually try on a kilt: LJ will have to wait a couple more months for photos.We then joined the ladies for a rather spiffing meal at Tiger Lily. We had a private dining area booked: with the silver chain curtain and the mirrored lampshades it looked like a set from Austin Powers. After some delicious nosh an a chocolate fondue, the party split again: the bride's people went back to our flat to indulge in girlie goings on of which I know little, while the groom's entourage engaged in wide-ranging cultural and philosophical discussion in a succession of New Town hostelries. We were aided in this endeavour by my old friend Peter, who came in from Glasgow to join us in this, most vital section of the day. My even older friend, Mark, presented me with a handsome hip flask, to assist in future ruminations.
Today has gone by at a slow and gentle pace.
