Doing

Our kids are forever on stag dos or hen dos. Last flings for condemned men or women, often more elaborate than the wedding itself. And what goes on, stays off the record.

In our time there was none of that. My stag do was a couple of pints of Bullards Bitter at the Park Tavern with a few mates.. then four vodka and limes at the Green Man an hour before I said "I do"

And there was no engagement party.... because ma-in-law was praying the wedding would never take place. I simply wouldn't do.

But I did.