MP Ian Davidson slammed the irresponsible behaviour of "drunk and half-wit" British nationals on Eastern European stag dos.

He said: "A combination of drink and stupidity can be lethal to British passports."

A spokesman for the Home Office described the stag weekends lost passport statistics as "concerning".

He said: "People on stag weekends need to take care of their passports.

"They may be valuable to you but they are more valuable to the criminal fraternity."

It is estimated 70 per cent of all stag parties take place abroad, with Prague and Bratislava being among the most popular locations.

In stark contrast the Foreign Office reported "that it is very rare to encounter a Hen in trouble."

		Yet another case of British bureaucrats whining when they actually have to do something. Are we to suppose that embassy employees do not themselves drink too much on occasion? It might be interesting to know how many have been arrested etc for drink related or other offences and used diplomatic status to escape prosecution. Andrew As a responsible owner of a company that organises Stag and Hen Parties in Prague, we advise all our guests to carry a photocopy of their passports, leaving the original locked in the Hotel safe until their departure. Prague may be famous for its excellent low-cost beer, but is equally well known for its pickpockets, with drunk young men being an easy target. Ian

Hen night with difference



Going loco ... groom-to-be Will with Lotte, Jo Larcombe, Kat, Jules, Sam, Jo Houghton and Pippa


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EVERY week we join Britain’s liveliest party girls for a big night out.

Today we join account manager Jo Larcombe on a hen night – but she and her pals took the groom out!

The party included IT consultant Pippa Shimmin, 26, headhunter Jo Houghton, 27, PA Kat Taylor, 27, interior designer Sam Dempsie, 28, Jules Andree Witters, 26, and Lotte Pitcher, 27, both account managers, and recruitment consultant Will House, 27 – all from London.

Meanwhile, bride-to-be Felicity Miles, also an account manager, went on a stag night with Will’s mates before both parties met up at Stringfellows.

Here Jo tells SAMANTHA WOSTEAR what happened.

WHAT DID YOU WEAR?

NOT surprisingly, it was the first time Will had been out with the girls so we really wanted to indulge him in all things girlie.

We wore miniskirts, halternecks and anything that flaunted our feminine charms!

With our luscious locks flowing we were every inch the party princesses and ready to initiate Will into hen night heaven.

HOW LONG TO GET READY?

AFTER rushing about getting dolled up we had a few gin and tonics to relax. But maybe we drank a few too many because we ended up running an hour late.

As the make-up went on and the straighteners heated up, we were busy thinking of naughty forfeits — our honorary “hen” would have all the usual duties and would have to take it like a woman.

WHERE DID YOU GO?

WE met Will at Los Locos in Covent Garden. There are usually lots of hen parties there — and Will looked petrified surrounded by dozens of women when we found him.


String sheen ... Will and Felicity meet perma-tanned club king Peter

We quickly got on with the plan — getting Will in touch with his feminine side.

To get in the spirit we ordered a Polstar vodka shot — it was sure to help him on his way.

There were plenty of cocktails on the menu, so we decided to take full advantage. Sex On The Beach was the firm favourite and even our groom-to-be was tempted.

After a few drinks it was time to let the dares begin. First up, he had to find another hen night to hijack.

This was no problem for slick Will, who flirted his way around a group of hens.

The girls seemed pleased to have some male company, but the catch was he had to help them fulfil their dares.

And when he found out what he had to do, he soon rushed back begging for mercy.

No such luck! Us girls were determined to show him just how wild these nights can get!

We were ordering more drinks when a hot proposition came our way. A sexy cowgirl serving tequila shots swaggered over to our table.

We lined up the shot glasses and let her fill them to the brim.

But before we would let Will join in the fun he had to swipe a piece of the tequila girl’s clothing. I’m sad to say he took the coward’s way out and whipped off her cowboy hat.

With another challenge completed Will was looking more like the sturdy stud we had hoped for than a whiny wimp.

We finished off the tequila and headed off to top totty territory — Stringfellows! We had planned to meet up with Felicity and her fellas at the club.


Wild ... Will's antics with shot girl

We decided to chat up the bouncers to avoid the huge queue — and it worked.

We sauntered into the VIP lounge, sat down at our table and ordered a couple of bottles of champagne to get us fully into the party mood.

But no amount of drink could prepare us for what we were about to see. The room was full of pole-dancing girls wearing nothing but thongs. Will was obviously impressed with our choice of venue.

The next thing we knew, Peter Stringfellow was coming over. He made a beeline for us and, impressed with our reverse hen night, promptly ordered us more champagne. And just as he arranged a complimentary lap-dance for Will, Felicity and his envious pals joined us — so another round of bubbly was ordered.

With the one remaining challenge being to dance with a stranger, Will had passed with flying colours.

As the girl was gyrating up against Will, we noticed George Best’s son Calum sitting at a table surrounded by six women.

He was like a kid in a sweet shop. We finished our drinks and slipped out, avoiding Stringfellow’s suggestion that we perform a sexy dance.

We could hardly stand up, with all the champagne he had been plying us with, let alone swing around a pole!

BLOKE WATCH?

WILL was with us, so zealous hopefuls kept away. There were plenty of hotties in Stringfellows but watching them leer over naked women put us off a bit.


Drunken antics ... Will and Jo

Jules and Lotte were slightly disappointed because they are single and were secretly hoping for a bit of action.

CHEESY CHAT-UP LINES?

PETER Stringfellow outshone all the other men — and I don’t mean from the glow from his St Tropez tan.

The old smoothie rocked up to the table and asked: “Where’s the hen, and where’s the stag? Why don’t we have a shag?”

TOILET TALK?

WE compared notes on how well we all thought Will was doing. But we were also worried about what was happening to our hen, all on her own with the lads. There was probably more lager than Cava on the menu for her.

HOW MUCH DID YOU SPEND?

THE night cost us about £100 each. We consumed gallons of alcohol so it was money well spent as far as we were concerned. We also had a meal in Los Locos which helped build up our stamina for the night.

HOME ALONE?

WHEN the club closed we took a cab back to our hotel vowing to party until the early hours.

But the allure of the cosy beds was just too much. We dozed off before finishing even one drink, dreading the 11am check-out time.