The time had finally come for the Camel's hen do! My dearest three-apples-tall, Oprah loving, always sees-the silver lining Camel who is about to become a Mrs Someone!
Following the standard London style run about of cancelled tubes, picking up champagne and getting lost in the park, virtually all us attendees were finding ourselves late. Obviously that mean the bride and Barbra the Bride's Maid decides, for possibly the first time in their lives, to be on time! After arranging a stalling of the bride, we were soon all gathered to greet her at the beautiful Orangerie at Kensington whilst she was getting furious with said bride's maid for stopping mid way to redo her make up and look at the flowers.
When I say all of us were there waiting for the bride, that means almost all of us. Now, she was excited enough as it was upon meeting parts of her current and former London crew outside the Orangerie. But when she enters the dining room and also finds Sweden crew there, that caused the loudest of her trademark 'OH MY GOD' squeals I have ever heard.
Once the lovely lady had calmed down, cried a bit, laughed her signature laugh and cried a bit more we proceeded to the great afternoon tea one can only get at the Orangerie. And with that we'll always have the fact that at least the day started in a classy manner!
After the lovely tea and champagne and scones and finger sandwiches and cake and cake and cake, we proceeded to Kensington Gardens for more champagne, and impromptu cork shooting contest (OK that was mainly me) and the classic Mrs & Mrs quiz which the bride-to-be obviously aced.
With this fairly sophisticated start to the day, we were off to the next section of this epic hen do, of course deemed to be a lot less elegant.
Bring on tacky!
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| Who's there? |
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| OH MY GOD!!!!! |
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| One very excited lady! |
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| Off to the next mischief! |
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