If you'd asked me five years ago what I thought my hen-do would have been like I would have said champagne, Ibiza, new bikinis and a weekend of debauchery. Instead I'm going to be in the middle of Stonehenge, banging drums, dancing like a wild woman and honouring my inner goddess with a ceremony led by a Shamanic practitioner and pagan priestess. It's on Friday and I can't wait!
Abolishing them altogether is not going to happen. Nor should it. One day two people are 'civil partners'. The next day they have no legal status. A couple who happened to be going through a normal non-terminal bad patch would suddenly find themselves forced to make a deliberate choice whether to marry or not. No.
I know, I know, you don't feel it, and we're all looking younger these days, but mother nature doesn't lie and, like it or not, you are beginning to swim in a pool of younger fish. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing (give me Angelina Jolie over Emma Watson any day) but it does mean you need to be realistic about the kind of men you're going for.
When we were in the early throes of romance, the last thing either of us thought would be a distinctive feature of our relationship was heading to separate rooms each night. But it is, and we wouldn't have it any other way. Essentially - he snores, I sleep lightly, he wakes (very) early, I love a lie in.
It is not an easy subject to broach and many don't want to take the risk of jeopardising their relationship. However you can make your prenup work for both of you. By working together to ensure both parties have a settlement that they would be happy with should the marriage come to an end it can set the tone for an open and honest relationship.
Before I get into it, I should add that I am widowed. However, unless I set up my own nunnery, the prospect of dating will arise at some point on the horizon. One problem: the current singles scene seems to be as bog-awful as it was when I last left it, judging by the horrendous stories of my fellow single women.