My rugby mate is getting married later this year so I was invited to his stag. I went to his first stag the day we bought out house. One divorce later I went on his second.
We played mini golf at a place called Swingers (there's another in the city near me) and it was good fun. I think I finished mid table.
We ended up in a downstairs cavern bar on Frith Street, Soho. One of the stags old school friends is a wine buyer so managed to get us into a fancy bar. 7 or 8 bottles of wine later (£80-120 each), he paid thankfully, I escaped and staggered of to China Town for a lovely meal.
My other rugby friends that were invited couldn't make it for various reasons so I was there with his old school friends (private) and one of his fellow police officers. I've met them all before as I went to his previous stag and reception but was a bit apprehensive as they'd all know each other and thought I might be left on my own. But it was good fun and they all made me feel welcome
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