My Wife, my 3 year old son and myself just had to spend a long weekend in the North East of England. We arrived at our hotel only to be told that our room would not be ready for half an hour. We then saw a number of men in their twenties or thirties wander past us into the hotel bar a few at a time. The fact that they wanted a drink at 2pm was neither here nor there, but as they were wearing mini-skirts, bikinis and other women's clothes we were a bit put out!
A little later, when we went in search of a park so that we could all unwind after our long journey, it seemed to us that everyone in the City Centre was either out on a Stag Night or Hen Night. When we finally got to the park we found that it had been taken over by a free and very noisy homosexual/lesbian festival.
A little later, when we went in search of a park so that we could all unwind after our long journey, it seemed to us that everyone in the City Centre was either out on a Stag Night or Hen Night. When we finally got to the park we found that it had been taken over by a free and very noisy homosexual/lesbian festival.
It just seemed like hell to me as stag nights, hen nights and all of the other goings on that weekend didn't lend themselves to saving sex for Marriage, babies and beyond.
It was not all bad, we had the choice of two Old Rite Sung Masses on the Sunday. As we don't have even one on a Sunday in Westminster, I didn't know if I should stand or kneel for The Asperges and we were at the front!
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