Ok, so I've just come back from my sister's hen party and because I have nothing better to do for the next couple of minuites, I'm gonna tell you all about it.

First we had to actually get there, so we had to set off at 9am ON A WEEKEND. It was just WRONG. Unfortunately there had been an accident on th M1, so what should have been a 2 hour journey became a 5 hour journey and we missed all but the last 15 mins of the paintballing, which was really annoying. The guy giving the health and safety talk was SO SCARY. He kept telling us all these horror stories about people who's eyes had been blown out or legs broken when they were shot. I was so terrified of actually being shot, but it was alot less painfull than I expected. It really hurt, but not as much as I thought it would. Everyone else had these REALLY impressive bruises that were at least 8cm across, which is really bad because my sister has one on her arm and there is NO WAY its gonna go before her wedding. Oh yeah, and it was raining. HARD. So after all that wetness we drove back to Mariane's house and used her shower and stuff and made ourselves beautiful for the evening meal, which was DELICIOUS. It was like the kind of food they have on master chef. Mmmmmm......
Then we went clubbing, which was.........odd. I'm really not the party type so I just sat in the corner with Holly (my other sister). But still, free drinks
We ended up going back to Mariane's house for the night at 2am, which was far too late as we then stayed up for another hour drinking tea and discussing things in our sleeping bags. It was really fun though, and it was nice to meet all of George's friends and see her school friends again. I'm really tired now. I think I'll go to sleep..