Have you ever pushed to get something and then wished you hadn’t? I certainly have. Once something is seen unfortunately it cannot go unseen! A few weekends back my sister got married and at the ceremony the chief bridesmaid made a speech before the best man, as I think is quite common now. Anyway during the speech she told the usual embarrassing stories about my sister - all gentle Mickey-taking stuff and she also made reference to certain things having happened on the hen do ‘in Ibiza that stayed in ibiza’. The usual stuff - ie hints about raucous behaviour but no details with knowing laughter and shared looks between the girls that had been on the hen do. As my girlfriend had been there I was keen to know more. If truth be told I wanted reassurance that she hadn’t been involved in anything untoward with other men as I know some of the girls that went would definitely have taken the opportunity to play away. I must admit I was also keen to get the lowdown in what the others had been up to. So I pursued this during the rest of the wedding, made a nuisance of myself asking for details and not letting it go. My girlfriend maintained it was nothing, wouldn’t tell me anything and after drinking too much we ended up having a row and not talking for most of the night. The frostiness continues for a couple of days afterwards and I began to suspect that something had gone on in Ibiza with my girlfriend and another guy. I refused to let it go and have been pushing the matter on and off for two weeks. On Saturday I went a bit far and said that if she had been in Ibiza acting up with a group of slags then I needed to know what went on. my girlfriend snapped and said if I didn’t drop it we’d end up splitting. She started crying and went to our room and started packing a bag. I left her to it but she didn’t leave and went to bed early obviously pretty upset. I slept on the sofa and on Sunday morning she came out of our room with red eyes holding our lap top and said if you really want to know the type of thing that happened then I should look at her photos. So I did. Lots of pictures of women drinking. Some while out, some while getting ready to go out so lots of shots of them all in their underwear. One collection was of the night they made the bride dress up With the usual L-plates, carrying a blow up cock etc. The usual hen do stuff. Then pictures of drinking, slamming tequilas etc. And then the pinnacle of the night. The bride on stage at some kind of show topless. Oops I really didn’t need to see that!

But it got worse. There then followed a series of pictures of her on stage with her face in her hands as a guy (a lad from Peterborough in his stag do I later heard) stripped naked next to her. Finally -and I had to have this explained to me as the photo was blurred- pictures of them doing star jumps. Apparently 5 naked star jumps each meant 100 Euro bar tabs for the hen and stag do parties and both found that a prize they couldn’t refuse!

I supppse I got what I deserved but thought it would be good to share on here and see if anyone has any similar tales.