Oh god yes. I had to go to two hen parties for this last wedding. TWO! How is that fair? My jaw still aches from the false smiling and enforced raucousness. And bridal showers too, what the hell is that all about? Do they not get enough presents at the wedding.

I have to also add to the list any kind of in-house party, i.e., Ann Summers (oooh look, an actual VIBRATOR! And it's shaped like a WILLY! SQUEAL!), Colour Me Beautiful (Colour me a round-the-back-of-Kentucky-Fried-Chicken-ten-quid whore) and god, I can hardly even bring myself to utter it... Tupperware parties (Goodness, Barbara, I could fit at least twelve of my fruit cakes for the church fete in this one!) WTF?! PLASTIC BOXES, PEOPLE!