Given the ever-changing population of our flat, we ended up in little clusters trying to agree where to go and when, in order to see 'the greatest firework show on Earth'. Our little cluster was eventually 4 - us 2 plus Kate's friend Lou, and her mate Paul. Armed with some food, alcohol, cards, books and blanket we set off to bag one of the much sought-after public spots around Rose Bay, which looks directly down across the Harbour, Bridge and Opera House. From 3pm onwards we set up our pitch in a park surrounded by a few hundred other like-minded people.

The time flew by, rain threatened but never materialised, and suddenly it was midnight on 31.12.99. And so sat on a steep bank with a magnificent view, wearing our luminous headbands (we thought we were cool!) we watched the most amazing fireworks we've ever seen.

How did you capture that special moment as we moved from one century to the next? For one of us, it was more memorable than for the other. As Kate wished James a Happy New Year, he attempted to lean across and kiss her. At this point the forces of gravity and whisky wrenched him forward into a full frontal body surf down the bank and away from his kiss.

His rapid gain in momentum was fortunately broken by an unsuspecting cuddling couple below. Hastily spilling his beer on them as he attempted to rise, apologise and scramble back up the bank all at once, James' state was neatly summed up by the friendly South African we'd met that night (who'd been ruthlessly plying us with his whisky) - "I don't envy you having to look after HIM!".

Nurse Kate did look after HIM fantastically well, acting as a guide for the entire 2½ hr walk home (past Carl Cox DJing on Bondi Beach), during which time we'd all sobered up enough to tackle the house party now happening in both our flat and next door's.

We ventured down to the beach to try to catch the first sunrise of the new Millennium, but all we witnessed was a partial drowning (bloody drunken Poms, eh?) under a cloudy and spitting sky. We hit the sack at 7am, and although we heard the London fireworks on TV live at 11am, we were beyond getting up to celebrate.

We're out of Sydney in 2 days' time, moving on to Melbourne and then Adelaide, which we fly from on the 14th to start our New Zealand leg of our tour - can't wait!