Grim up north

Well, cold anyway. My fiance had a work thing in Sheffield on Friday so, since it happened to be her birthday too, we decided to spend the weekend there. The hotel we stayed in used to be a Grammar School, a grand old building right in the city centre and quite luxurious. On Friday night we had a lovely Italian meal before stumbling upon an indie / rock club where we sang and danced and generally made a fool of ourselves until 3am. Saturday we slowly recovered, checked out an art gallery in the afternoon and then went for a cracking feed at a Mexican called El Paso.

On the way home today we stopped off at Peveril Castle in Derbyshire for a look at the picturesque views from the keep. It was snowing by the time we'd ascended the slope which made the way down rather treacherous for my fiance in her high heels!