Decked by a hen

I had recently been working away in Glasgow with some guys from my office and as Thursday night was the last night of the week for us each time we aptly named it ‘party night’. This would involve going and blitzing as much expenses money as we could on drink and entertainment! One night we bumped into a bunch of lasses in hen party t shirts as one of them was getting married soon. They were a great laugh and we enjoyed a few drinks with them until one of the guys made a harmless joke about the Scottish which did not go down too favourably. That was the first time I saw a man get decked by a girl, although the hen who was the aggressor was more like a house than a bird in stature!