Things I learnt on my stag weekend
Last weekend I and fourteen friends descended upon the good city of Munich for a traditional stag/bachelor party, prior to my wedding. I would regale you with tales, but I’m not sure I’m capable of constructing a compelling narrative from fifteen men drinking monumental levels of drink. Suffice to say, I had a wonderful time. The stag/bachelor party appears to be some form of rite of passage, so it seems rather apt that I took from the weekend a number of important lessons. Read the rest of this entry »