Lady Lonsdale's Hen Do
Updated: Apr 6, 2020
Where do I even begin? Last weekend was my final hen do, the big one, the finale if you will! My four bridesmaids Hannah, Katy, Steph and Sarah pulled out all the stops, I was just so overwhelmed by their effort and attention to every tiny detail. They kept us all entertained and in stitches for three days solid. I'm incredibly grateful to them (and all my hens!) for making this weekend so special with memories I'll treasure forever.
I set the dates for the trip a few months ago and then handed over the reigns to the girls. With wedding planning on my hands already I was more than happy to let them shoulder the responsibility (and I think they got quite a kick out of winding me up for weeks on end about what we'd be doing).
I was picked up at 1PM on Friday, still absolutely no clue where we were going! We hit the M1 and I started guessing where our final destination could be. Not once did I think it would be the rolling hills of The Peak District! We stopped in the town of Buxton (which is beautiful - I'm definitely planning a trip back already) for drinks with all the hens, whilst the 'maids set up our accommodation. I walked into Monk bar and was greeted by a drinks menu with a familiar looking name on it.
The 'Lady Lonsdale' is a little tipple like no other. All the lovely fruit and florals with a little absinthe for a kick at the end. Just what we needed to kick the weekend off! After a few of these we carried on down the road to our home for the weekend. A gorgeous farmhouse with beautiful grounds and a pool!
The 'maids had decorated the house top to bottom, including photos throughout my whole life with family and friends!
We changed straight into swimming costumes and jumped into the pool for a party. A 90s party! I had a very fetching swimming costume provided for me, very Ginger Spice! And my 'mer-maid' of honour Hannah hopped straight into her inflatable shell.
Our party carried on in the house into the early hours! We danced the night away to The Spice Girls, B*Witched and Britney. 90s themed snacks included.
We had a slow and easy morning Saturday before heading to The Royal Oak country pub for some lunch! Katy's mum had made a divine chocolate cake (cementing my desicion that she was the right person to choose to do our wedding cake in a few weeks!)
We spent the afternoon enjoying the last sliver of British summer sun. Sipping on drinks and playing lots of games!
All my friends together from all the different parts of my life, and everyone just got on so well. I felt surrounded by so much love and happiness.
And then it was time for a little culture, a chance to learn a new skill... nude life drawing! Now there aren't too many photos I can post as I'm sure you can understand, but heres a shot of our group efforts!
We were in hysterics for the most part of the lesson, but I think we actually all learnt something, even if its that we should never pick up a charcoal again haha! We all dressed the part in our berets and moustaches, very French artisan.
Saturday night was 'quiet time', the girls had arranged a silent disco! This was absolutely my favourite part of the weekend. Three channels of music, all put together by Sarah, and I didn't stop dancing once. All my favourite songs, I spent most of the night trying to pick which one to listen to!
Sunday morning was a heavy headed affair, but nothing that couldn't be cured with tea and cake!
A Disney afternoon tea like no other. All baked and prepared by my hens! We tested our Disney trivia and soaked up lots of prosecco with Minnie Mouse cake and biscuits.
On Sunday afternoon we said goodbye to a few of my friends who had to head off home for work the next day. The small group of us that were left glammed up and headed into Buxton for a Tex-Mex dinner at Lonestar (amazing cocktails - order the bellini!) And afterwards played a hilarious game of Heads Up for hours on end!
The weekend was start to finish incredible. I can't thank enough each and every one of my hens for coming and celebrating (it was a lot of travel for some!). And 'maids, you killed it, a weekend I'll never forget.
Four weeks to go...