Saturday 2nd February 2002, 02/02/02, 2s day, was my 33rd Birthday. I hadn’t expected a huge response to the invite I emailed rather belatedly to all my online friends, but in the end we had a perfect group of people, just right for sitting around chatting and chilling. John, Sue and Annabel brought their tandem and bike up on the train from London, and braved the last mile uphill to reach us. They came bearing a 150cl bottle of Sebor Absinth. David had hired a people-carrier and driven up with Pippa, Beth, Rob and Simon, and their gift was a bottle of Jamesons. Emma and Jessie popped over too.

We sat around, ate, talked, chatted… first the wine (about 10+ bottles, judging by the clutter this morning), then some sips of Jamesons (amazing - I didn’t realise what a distinctive taste Irish Whisky has, but drinking this stuff tasted just like snogging Bridget 10 years ago after a Paddy’s hot toddy). By the time we moved onto the Absinth (with caramelized sugar) things were getting pretty fuzzy. I seem to have found an excuse to start knocking back chilli pepper vodka at some point as well. Spent far too much of the evening running around the house trying to remember where I’d left my last drink, but had a great time anyway.

Woke up slowly but comfortably - not too much of a hangover at any rate - and we made vague plans for the day - head somewhere into the Peak District. In the end, John, Sue and Annabel cycled back towards the station and the rest of us drove to Castleton, where we parked up and climbed the (steep, steep) hill to Peveril Castle. Back down again and into the Castle for lunch (Red Pepper Wellington with lots of various potatoes and veg, and a pint of ale) before we went our various ways.

Drove back through the beautiful beautiful peaks - couldn’t remember what season it was - the fields looked autumnal, in shades from green to brown, and everywhere were trees with their shrivelled bronze leaves still tightly attatched.

I even managed to take a few pictures throughout the weekend, which I made into another life page.

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