Not a hen

Decided not to go on my friend Gemma's Hen Night. A last-minute check of my bank balance has convinced me that there are better ways of spending £70.

I adore Gemma. I adore Kate. I adore Harriet - but the rest of her friends are merely window dressing for how fabulous Gemma is.

So, I'll be going round to Dieter's for supper instead. It'll be cheaper and includes having sex.