We investigate the serious business of the Great British stag do
Gone are the days when a stag do was just a drinking session, an inflatable sheet and a naked man ties to a lamppost. Now, you could find yourself up to the neck in all manner of madness. Men want something more from their last moments of freedom these days, so Nuts decided it was high time we put some of them to the test. We sent our lucky man out for a week's worth of stag-happy adventures, and told him not to return unless he was full of tales of drinking, lap dancing and torture. He didn't disappoint.
Miss Black and Miss Blonde are Stag Angels, members of a 12-strong team of girls who escort stag groups around Brighton, handling kitties, keeping the boys in line and making sure bouncers don't kick their heads in. Brighton born and bred, the two ladies have an intimate local knowledge of their town - handy, since we're in no state to navigate. The advantage of the Stag Angels is that the town's stag scene is fight-free, ruled peacefully by an elite group of super-fit ladies.
After we've drunk every bar in Hove dry (well, one of them ran out of Carlsberg just after we arrived), the girls took us to The Gap, a club night organised by the company that is 70 per cent hen nights. Because the last thing you want on such a night is to turn up at a club and find it's full of blokes.
Caption 1: The navy's basic training is notoriously tough.
Caption 2: Captain Birdseye's replacement was an inspired choice.
Caption 3: Hugh Hefner was in the loo, obviously.
Words: Ed West | Photos: Ellis O'Brien, Charlie Gray, Alamy, Getty
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