I finally got married in 1974 (the year ABBA won the Eurovision song contest with the song "Waterloo"), when I was 31 years old, and I remember well how I celebrated the last few days of my freedom as a happy go lucky bachelor.
My Stag party co-incided with my future wife's Hen Party and although it wasn't planned we both ended up in the same Pub at the end of the night -the Royal Oak in the centre of Chorley.
Although both I and my wife can both take our drink - I ended up taking my fiancee home that night as the girls she was with had mixed her all sorts of "cocktails" which she had been forced to drink, and made her unwell, wheras I had stuck mainly to Beer and was quite "merry" but by no means totally drunk.
I don't precisely remember what happened when I got my future wife to her parents home (where she was then living), but have a feeling we both collapsed onto her Mother's bed when we got there, and slept part, if not all of the night together there.
It was a couple of days before we were actually getting married in a local Church, so we both had plenty of time to sober up and make ourselves presentable for the Service, but it was the begining of January and was very cold with snow on the ground.
That is nearly 42 years ago now, but I remember it as though it was yesterday, and immediately after the Wedding reception, after a night spent in a Manchester Airport Hotel, we then flew to Torremolinos where we spent our Honeymoon.
We both liked Spain, and had holidayed there before in 1973, and that probably influenced our decision to Emigrate to Tenerife when we did in 2004.
If you too are a married man (or woman), can you remember how you spent your last nights of "Freedom", and what you did on your "Stag/Hen" night?
Didn't have a stag night as such. Got married in Cirencester at the big church in the market place and spent the last night having a quiet beer or two with my dentist (who happened to be my best man).
After the ceremony my wife & I caught the train to Paddington then from Kings X to Edinburgh by sleeper. The only happening of note was waking up in Doncaster (both starkers and on top of the blankets) to find the blinds had gone up en route.
Quote from: Only Me on September 22, 2015, 10:09:38 PM
Silencio
Sounds like a spell cast at Hogwarts. Bet you wish it had been :laugh:
Can't remember that far back, bad enough remembering how many years ago it was, 5 grandchildren later all I remember is the day of my anniversary.
No stag night here either, I've always thought that if you feel the need to "celebrate your freedom" then you shouldn't be getting married at all ;)
As for anything else relating to that time I've tried my best to erase all memory of it! :(
Paul
The night before Marion and I spent cuddled up together (fully dressed!!) planning our lives together. Nothing more than that.
I don't drink, she behaves like an alcoholic sometimes (well, a small white wine over lunch on very rare occasions actually) and we celebrated not the end of single life but the beginnings of a lovely life together.
With a slipped disc lying flat on the floor!! :(
Ray.
Quote from: Sprintex on September 22, 2015, 10:27:28 PMif you feel the need to "celebrate your freedom" then you shouldn't be getting married at all ;)
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I've tried my best to erase all memory of it!
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Quote from: D1042 Western Princess on September 22, 2015, 10:34:05 PMand I spent cuddled up together (fully dressed!!)
too much info :laugh3:
Quote from: Oldman on September 22, 2015, 10:21:09 PM
, 5 grandchildren later
Yup, there are consequences :)
When we got married (4 or 5 years ago I think) we never told anyone it was happening so I didn't get to have a stag night. Well, not until the following year anyway when 18 of us spent the weekend in Salisbury. Played golf on Friday, karting and laser quest type thing on Saturday, loads of beer drunk on both days/nights. Stayed in the Wetherspoons hotel both nights. We know how to live eh?!?
Ps, I had 5 broken ribs at the time so had to abstain from the karting but copious amounts of alcohol and Tramadol kept me going :thumbsup:
I spent three days driving my four wheel drive through the Empty Quarter of the UAE - I lived in Abu Dhabi at the time.
Quote from: JonHarbour on September 23, 2015, 06:59:06 AM
I spent three days driving my four wheel drive through the Empty Quarter of the UAE - I lived in Abu Dhabi at the time.
If it took three days to drive through then either it was a very slow vehicle or a very big town....
yes, I know, hat, coat, taxi..... :goodbye:
It's the largest purely sand desert in the world....
[smg id=29626 type=preview align=center caption="Satellite Image of Liwa Oasis"]
To give an idea of scale, the road from Arada to Hameem is about 120km.....
We travelled through the dunes - south-west from Madinet Zayed (just to the north of the top of this image) to the E15 road, then once we got to Arada to refuel back into the desert and across to Hameem through the dunes near the border with Saudi Arabia.
Quote from: Sprintex on September 22, 2015, 10:27:28 PM
As for anything else relating to that time I've tried my best to erase all memory of it! :(
I cannot believe it's worse than your MLP !!! :P
I was coming up to the end of a ten year stretch but it was increased to life so I walked round the yard for an hour and then went back to the cell :D
Seriously, like Trainfish, didn't tell anyone except 2 great friends who were witnesses and sworn to secrecy.
Had a lovely day with them. It was only in June so when everyone knows (besides you lot) might have a post marriage stag.
We're to afraid too tell her mother and my sister at the moment :worried:
Keep stum ;)
weave
Hey Weave whats her mum's e-mail ? we'll save you the bother >:D
Quote from: MikeDunn on September 23, 2015, 08:50:39 AM
Quote from: Sprintex on September 22, 2015, 10:27:28 PM
As for anything else relating to that time I've tried my best to erase all memory of it! :(
I cannot believe it's worse than your MLP !!! :P
You think? Try emotional blackmail and physical abuse, as in beating you with any large heavy object to hand for the slightest disagreement. I was brought up never to hit a female, and I stuck to it even when I was being hit around the head with a telephone, heavy book, etc. Now you see why I try to blot it all out but it isn't easy.
Paul
Ouch :thumbsdown: Not good, point taken ... :(
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We're to afraid too tell her mother and my sister at the moment :worried:
Keep stum ;)
weave
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Oh, what a tangled web we weave. When first we practise to deceive! :-[
How did I celebrate my last days of 'Freedom' before getting married?
In two possibly somewhat-unusual ways: By getting over a severe dose of Glandular Fever (no jokes please), and then undertaking some gold prospecting (seriously) in relation to a project which ultimately didn't eventuate. Meanwhile my fiance was doing a 'last fling' bus tour around the country in the course of which she was literally ejected at speed out the front window of her tour bus when it went off the road and down a very steep embankment. Thankfully she didn't suffer any injuries, although the bus was a write-off.
We lead 'interesting' lives at the time (and still do BTW).
And if anyone is interested, we've been married for 39 years.
Thanks for asking.
Quote from: Komata on September 24, 2015, 04:49:47 AM
And if anyone is interested, we've been married for 39 years.
Thanks for asking.
Well done Komata :claphappy: :claphappy: 47yrs for me. How long for others, might be enlightening to see if any correlation between length of marriage and wildness of pre-nuptual celebrations.
Quote from: steve836 on September 23, 2015, 09:21:27 AM
Hey Weave whats her mum's e-mail ? we'll save you the bother >:D
fat'n'loud@nothotmail.co.uk :D
She's alright really and likes cider so we have something in common.
Oops that went blue. Say nothing!
Quote from: Only Me on September 23, 2015, 12:26:53 PM
Quote from: weave on September 23, 2015, 08:52:58 AM
We're to afraid too tell her mother and my sister at the moment :worried:
Keep stum ;)
weave
EEK!! I didn't know you were from the Fens, were you promised to your sister first then....lol he he !
(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pc9hpRKLmLg/T7n3RFwtj4I/AAAAAAAAGZ4/ZccBKrZQZmo/s1600/Joke%2B%257E%2BChoices-723468.PNG)
Yes, but to escape I swam round the coast to Hampshire with my webbed hands.
I call it my 'deliverance' although that's why I use Kato track as the other stuff is too fiddly.
The registrar thought 'Here comes the Bride' on the banjo was a nice touch though. :D
Quote from: steve836 on September 24, 2015, 08:21:05 AM
Quote from: Komata on September 24, 2015, 04:49:47 AM
And if anyone is interested, we've been married for 39 years.
Thanks for asking.
Well done Komata :claphappy: :claphappy: 47yrs for me. How long for others, might be enlightening to see if any correlation between length of marriage and wildness of pre-nuptual celebrations.
47 years is a long time, and strangely enough another owner/neighbour here who attends our weekly Quiz nights said last week that he has been married 47 years (actually he said 45 years but his wife quickly corrected him).
Around our complex it seems there are more people on their 2nd marriages than there are who have been married once for any length of time - seems to be the norm these days.
Don't know about wildness of pre-nupual celebrations - but I thought I did pretty well to survive for 31 years as a bachelor before finally tying the knot, and it was pure chance only 18 months previously that had thrown the two of us together for the first time (a bomb scare in a local pub).
Perhaps it should be asked if there were any unusual circumstances that brought your future wife and you together, rather than how you celebrated your last days as a single man?
Tdm
Re: 'Perhaps it should be asked if there were any unusual circumstances that brought your future wife and you together...'
Ok, I'll bite: In a very few words, 'Knees' and a Chesterfield suite....' (and no, it wan't what some may think, BTW). :)
(And oddly, a hat, a coat, and a door were also involved - several in fact...) :) :)
Buncefield Oil Depot going 'BANG!' in a big way in December 2005 (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buncefield_fire) :D
Paul
I remember that ... got stuck on the M40 for hours :veryangry: :censored:
I was parked up on The Embankment in London having my break and I heard it alright :goggleeyes: It was due to the explosion that some arrangements got changed and me and Clare ended up in the same pub :)
Paul
It wasn't an actual explosion that brought me and my future wife together - but the threat of one!
I was enjoying a quiet drink with my pals in a local pub when in rushed the Police to say that they had received a bomb warning, and everyone had to evacuate the premises immediately (it was a time when the IRA were actively planting explosive devices throughout England).
In the mass exodus and confusion I got separated from my friends and ended up in another nearby pub where the only free space was next to a young attractive girl with long hair I didn't know at the time - but who said she knew me because I had dated her elder sister at one time.
We got talking and one thing led to another and 18 months later we were married.
Quote from: Sprintex on September 24, 2015, 07:09:59 PM
Buncefield Oil Depot going 'BANG!' in a big way in December 2005 (https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buncefield_fire) :D
That was rather a dramatic way to celebrate your last days of "freedom" :goggleeyes:
Hmm, so many jokes about a large bang, but. . . :-X
Paul
I met my wife at a party. It was the night the great drought of '76 ended. She helped me bail out my MGB. We had a 6 year engagement and have been married 33 years. I asked my pal John, how long he had been married. He said, "15 very happy years, not bad out of 35" Then his wife gave him a thick ear.