What a weekend!! Seriously exhausted from the hen to end all hen do’s. Gonna do my best to recap everything, with pictures stolen from Caro’s facebook.
Saturday morning saw an early start (I was up at 6!!) with an 8am meeting at Starbucks. Time for a quick coffee before we set up Bruntsfield Place to the wonderfully kitsch Miss Dixiebell where I was treated to a vintage inspired hairdo and makeover.
The makeover girls were a little late showing up so I had to get my make-up done swiftly, with the finishing touches being put on while Caro sat outside in a taxi. We got to tell the driver to ‘step on it!’ to make it to the train station with moments to spare. We still managed to stop and snap some photos, Caro and I in the cab and Jennifer (my lovely sis-in-law-to-be) and I waiting for the train.
We were met in Glasgow by Andrea and a car decked out in bunting, balloons and photos of me (sneakily supplied by Al).
We headed off on a mystery tour, and once I saw the familiar roundabout at Loch Lomond, I had my suspicions, although nothing could have prepared me for what came next:
After a game of no rules which I still won (like the Red Queen), we drove round to my favourite spot in Scotland, Cameron House, for luxury fine dining at the fantastic Martin Wishart. We sipped on champagne and ate delicious bread, haggis croquettes, parmesan choux pastry, pea and bacon soup with a poached egg, salmon, John Dory and langoustines, confit duck leg, chocolate tart and passion fruit souffle. Well, we ate all of that collectively, not individually!!
We left Cameron House, snapping pics of some of their quirky-traditional decor on the way out:
We got into Glasgow, dropped off the car and taxied to Malmaison in the centre of town. More champagne was sipped in our hotel room while we got ready to head out for dinner at Hummingbird, where we had a private (albeit really bloody hot) room for food and karaoke. Still full from lunch, I don’t think any of us finished our dinner or wine, before we stuck on the karaoke machine and, still fairly sober, sung our way through a number of classics, and not so classics. Jennifer’s choice of 500 Miles brought up a completely different version to The Proclaimers’ version we all know. Ever the pro, Jennifer sang this unheard before song in a Spanish accent, accompanied by a video of some very 90s Latin dancers. We laughed so hard it hurt!! We made use of the dress up box in the room, like a bunch of dorks. Other highlights included Jennifer and my flawless version of Ice Ice Baby, Caro’s rendition of Chasing Cars in a thick Belfast accent, interpretive dancing to Adele’s Someone Like You (sung beautifully by Andrea), and the four of us belting out Alanis Morissette’s You Outta Know at the top of our lungs like a group of scorned women, despite all being happily married (or almost married in my case). We ended the karaoke fest with a nostalgic duo of Ryan Adams songs.
We left Hummingbird and went to the ultra-glam Blythswood Square hotel for cocktails, before heading back to Malmaison to drink more champagne and have a wee pyjama party, complete with face masks and pampering sets kindly supplied by Al’s mum.
We had a really yummy early breakfast on Sunday morning, which we ate in spite of still feeling a bit full from the night before, and checked out, saying goodbye to Andrea and getting on the world’s longest (in time not length) train back to Edinburgh. I got home about lunchtime and had to nap for 3 hours just to recover.
So well done and thanks to Jennifer, Caro and Andrea for their fantastic and creative planning to make the best henny a girl could ask for, and for managing to keep the whole day a secret from me!! I feel so special and it was truly the best way to bid farewell to my being a Miss.