Alibi Service

We’re giving away weekends at the moment. It’s simple; we set up a not-so-chance meet with our likable stoolie/old school friend. He charms your girlfriend/whoever; a few drinks, some stories about the old days, and then, wonderful news, he’s getting married and everyone’s invited to a giant wedding in the countryside, but first, you must, must come on the stag do. He does the rounds among your friends’ wives and ker-blammo off you all trot for hilarity to ensue. Then, a few weeks later, disaster strikes! The wedding’s cancelled, or something. It is slightly deceitful, but are you not so steeped in blood that it would be easier to go on than to turn back.