I planned a hen weekend for my sister in Edinburgh, and I did what every bridesmaid does. Trawled Airbnb. Made a list of activities. Built a colour-coded spreadsheet. Chased fourteen people for fifty quid each. By the end of it I'd put in two months of unpaid project management, and the bride still didn't know what was actually happening.
Turns out planning a hen is hard. So I started Flock to take the chaos off the girls tasked with pulling it together.
We grew the way we did because we kept the original setup. One planner per hen. Houses we'd actually stay in. Activities we'd actually done. Bespoke to the bride, bespoke to the city, never the chain restaurant version of a hen. The modern bride wants something real. Hidden gems, local spots, small businesses doing brilliant things, not the generic stuff you'd find anywhere.
Today we plan hen weekends across four spots: Edinburgh (where it all started), Bath, the Highlands and the Cotswolds. The planner who picks up the phone is the same one with you right through to the weekend itself. Five years in, that hasn't changed.
— Kat, Founder of Flock