You won't believe this, but a week before my wedding I didn't feel anxious. As a matter of fact, I felt nothing at all. See, I left the US on 13 Nov and was married on 21 Nov. In the two months before I married, I: applied for visas, packed up my belongs and shipped it overseas, gave up my home, got a passport for my son, moved into my mother's house (joy of its own
), worked three jobs for extra $$, bought a wedding dress, dealt with selling my car and a host of other crap, whilst trying to have some input in wedding with all of the plans being made overseas by someone else. Got to England, the cottage I was to stay in was not ready, barely had the basics, and then found out that most of my in-laws were on the slightly nutty side.
By the time my wedding came rolling around, I had emotionally shut down; it was the only way I could cope with the tremendous amount of changes. I really just wanted it all to be over so that my husband and I could get back to some semblance of a normal life. On the day, everyone kept asking me if I was nervous and couldn't believe that I wasn't. To me the wedding was just the last hurdle before getting back to 'normal'. Don't get me wrong -- the wedding was wonderful and I loved every minute of it, but boy was I glad when it was over and we could return to business as usual.
Don't be embarrassed for wanting a cream tea for your hen do. If that's what you want, then you should have it and be bloody proud of it. I think it's unique and much more classy than a pub crawl and piss-up. More power to you!