The wedding day - exciting and overwhelming for the bride, terrifying for the groom... or so tradition dictates. While so many girls dream of their perfect white wedding from their teenage years, men generally see the eve of their wedding as the last day of freedom before they are permanently shackled to the iron ball of married life. To most Western men, marriage seems so final - besides the seeming futility of swearing oaths of monogamy to God when it's the blushing bride you're meant to have convinced. However, at least the man gets his final fling, his last night of debauchery with his comrades - and as time has gone on, the concept behind stag parties has changed; no longer is it simply a 'night out with the lads'.

This rapid and laddish evolution of stag nights to stag weekends has encouraged girls to emulate testosterone and alcohol-fuelled nights out in the form of hen nights - most men's experience of these parties involve heavily inebriated, shrieking girls with "kiss me" T-shirts, audacious headwear and a hell of a lot of white wine under their collective belts.

Stag and hen parties are no longer limited to your home town, either - it has become pretty standard fare to venture farther and wider than strictly necessary - all in the spirit of pre-wedding over-indulgence. So if you live on the south coast, why not arrange the hen night in Blackpool? Makes sense I suppose - you don't want any locals identifying you the following week as the drunken hag throwing up in the baker's doorway at four in the morning.

Of course, a hen weekend in Blackpool grants you even more of an opportunity to play the drunken fool - so get to it!