To ask what you would have been doing now... in 2002

[GunslingerPie]

I’m 18...Saturday night I would now be listening to Blue and DJ Sammy getting ready to go out to the local.
I’m wearing a two-tone halterneck top, leather look trousers (size 8.. sigh) with a tassle belt. Patent wedges and my hair straightened with my Babyliss steam straighteners! Gold eyeshadow like the one Kylie wears in the “On a Night Like This” video...

Necking a bottle of 20/20 and cheap red wine.

I’ll go out with about £8 in my pocket, dance to Fragma and S Club 7, drink loads of crap (free!) thanks to my school friend who works behind the bar then cadge a couple of Regals to smoke on my way home

[LookMoreCloselier]

I'm at uni and will be drinking wine in my flat before hitting a club, I'm a perfect 8-10 and I don't really appreciate it, will probably fall out with my boyfriend later .

[deaddeadgood]

Absolutely wankered on Ashton Lane I'd imagine. At Brel no doubt. Smoking like a trooper.

[Argeles]

I’d have been 15, and sitting in my Mum & Dad’s sitting room in the armchair with my headphones on listening to a Ministry of Sound Trance CD, and drinking a glass of wine.

My parents had a fantastic European style attitude towards alcohol when I was growing up, hence enjoying a glass or two of wine at 15.

[wineusuallyhelps]

Wearing 4-inch stilettos to my great job every day without a trace of backache

[GreenBudgie]

I was 39, awaiting decree absolute from control freak, emotionally detached husband who had driven me to near breakdown. I was still tanned from a trip to Australia where I had a near death experience scuba diving on Great Barrier reef. Later that year my mother will tell me her financial advisor will be dropping into my workplace with papers to sign. It is never explicitly stated, but the papers are the part of her will leaving the family home ( which she bought outright with an inheritance in her 20's)plus the investment from the sale of a second house left to her when she was 60 to my 3 nephews. She hates my brothers wife, so would not leave anything to him, in case the wife benefitted, and I did not have children. I will suffer what I now recognise as depression, whilst continuing to work full time, feeling utterly worthless and questioning why was I ever born. The good news is, I survive, and meet my DH 6 years later :-)

[Xenadog]

I’m 29, either out on a date with someone I truly loved or, out with my 2 best mates. If out with my. boyfriend we’d be in a trendy bar with some of his friends having a lovely time - quite civilised. If out with my mates we’d be in a cheesy club and then later heading to a chippy where we in our drunken states could just about make ourselves understood to get our chip batches. I’d then grab us a cab home (my secret superpower - get a cab anytime and anywhere) and my friends would stay over at mine.

I was so happy then.

[HoobleDooble]

I'd be 28 and either watching tv with a takeaway and my now ex fiancé, or we'd be at the local and he'd be playing Mr Nice Guy while I talk to his friend who I've had a secret crush on for 5 years (and have now been married to for 10 years!).

[pilates]

Black, my fears became a reality and she has a neurological condition.

[gingerbread88]

I would have been 24, just moved in and got engaged to my now husband. We'd have been probably down the local, getting pissed, probably drinking more when we got home. Sunday would have been spent hungover, eating crap and watching the OC.....simple things!

[wibblywobblyfish]

I was 22, single mum to an almost 3yr old. My mum would babysit so I would probably have been out with my best friends, which would have been planned via msn messenger and my Nokia 3310 - drinking Smirnoff ice and out til 3am at a club on a budget of £20. I would have probably been snogging some random man before walking home with friends for a 3am debrief in the kitchen with hot choc and menthol cigarettes. I miss my best friend so much, she died in 2007

[londonpia]

A few days away from visiting the dickhead that I was dating, for the last time. He was flaky and only after a shag but I was low on confidence and jumped when he told me to. I spent Valentine's Day with him (it was just that he was free, not because he wanted to see me) and then I didn't hear from him for 2 weeks. When I finally spoke to him (I called three times in 2 weeks) he said I was being possessive so I hung up, deleted his number and never called back.

Four months later I met a guy, the first since Dickhead, went on a few dates, and 16 years later we are married with two kids!

[Teenagerwoes]

I was 22, 4 year old at home, might have been a night out if there was a sleepover at grans, if so it would have been some wine with my bestie, then hit the town! I’d be in heels, my jeans would be low rise size 10 (thought I was fat) and a diesel tshirt, (green with yellow writing off the shoulder, I loved it!) . I’d have been wearing Nina Ricci, labelles de ricci liberty fizz perfume and probably blue eyeshadow , out to the club to dance for 4 hours and let loose!
If ds wasn’t at grans then I’d have been home watching tv or in bed

[meiisme]

25, probably on my bike towards Hoxton to go dancing at 333 or another dark Hoxton club in my crusty anticapitalist cargo trousers and T-shirt with sleeves ripped off, as most nights that year. My first straightfoward 9-5 job after uni, with some money and no responsibilities in the evening. Felt so free, like the night could be anything. Cycling back across Tower Bridge in the early hours of the morning, then along Old Kent Road, always slightly marvelled at how I got there from the small village I grew up in.

[tigercub50]

I was 36 & planning my May wedding to now DH. Can’t remember what we used to do on Saturday nights. Didn’t entertain much but we used to go out for meals, to see local bands, cinema etc. I don’t drink at all now but was a big drinker then.

[Whisperingwinds]

I am 21 planning my 22nd birthday dinner in a few days time and mildly miffed that the love of my life wasn’t answering my texts. I was completely unaware that he was on a long haul flight . making a surprise trip from other side of the world (he had moved to a different country for uni and later work and we weee in a long distance relationship ) to surprise me and propose ❤️ One of the best birthdays of my life.

[Poshjock]

I would be 28. Either working in A&E or away with the TA on a Saturday. I sat my motorbike lessons with the TA in February 2002 so a good chance that I would have been trying to stay upright on an old Army Armstrong! Then off out for a few Captain Morgans and a pizza before doing it all again on the Sunday!

[DoAsYouWouldBeMumBy]

I was 31, single, recently moved cities, bit unsure of myself. I'd probably have been meeting friends/family in a nice bar for a wine, maybe going to a party/indie disco after. I was still living with my sister, it wasn't a bad time, but my God, I'm so, so, so much happier now. Even if I was trying to give it marks out of 10, then and now, 10 is just not a big enough number to express how much more I like my life now.

And breathe

[eurochick]

I was 26 and in my last few months of pupillage (barrister training). I was going out to the European court of human rights with the barrister I was working for - still a career highlight many years on. I was being paid sweet FA though, so living back with my parents after several years away and it was hard going! I was dating an Italian guy I had met when I lived abroad. I knew he was a twat but couldn't quite bring myself to end it.

Later in 2002 I would move out for the final time, get a decent job and make the most of living in London with a bit of cash in my pocket for the first time. I would also see my dad be diagnosed with bladder cancer (he still has it, but is still going strong in 2018).

[somersetsinger]

I was in my last year of uni and didn't have enough money to go out out on the weekend. So probably at a student party with my then boyfriend (now DH), drinking odd coloured 'punch'.

[peppykoala]

18, first year at Uni. Probably just finished pre-drinking Lambrini in halls and about to get the bus into town for shots at Baa Bar & then lots of dancing, £1 Smirnoff Ices and far too many texts to my then boyfriend who was probably shagging someone else... Wearing my beloved bright pink Faith heels, 'going out jeans', black Morgan top and tiny embroidered Accessorize bag.

[MissClareRemembers]

I was 26 and had just bought our first house. I had also just started the most wonderful job which I adored.

Within a few months I was accidentally pregnant, had an abortion and plunged into a depression that crippled me and led me to make stupid life choices.

Got through it though and am now happily content with two wonderful DCs.

[FridgeCut]

Living in a grim flat in Southampton and worrying about whether I should marry my boyfriend. I was 20 and lonely and hating my life. I did marry him, we got divorced when I was 26. Married again and have two small boys.

[KERALA1]

27. Single, Earning a fortune in the city. Next Tuesday would have a first date with lovely guy from my office who will turn out to be dh. Feb 13th 2002...