It's been a funny year, weather wise for this year's weddings. There has been a pattern of lovely weather all week and then on the day of the wedding the heavens have decided to open and drop millions of gallons of water on us from a great height.
I once shot a rainy wedding years ago when I worked for another company. Well actually, I shot dozens of rainy weddings but this particular one stays in my memory.
The bride stormed into the reception venue, snatched a glass of champagne off the tray and stropped off upstairs to the bedroom! She stayed there till it was time for the meal and then later complained she didn't have all the photos she wanted. Oh dear.
Luckily for Bob and me, we only have lovely brides and grooms who's attitude to their wedding is that it is a declaration of their love and a commitment to spend a the rest of their lives together. And the rain?
"Rain? Pah! We laugh in the face of rain Hahaaaa! It's not going to get in the way of our wedding!"
Much nicer attitude in our opinion.
Bob and me have noticed that our vestigial gills have started to develop though - not a totally unexpected occurence for an English wedding photographer, I suppose.
Carla came along with us again on this wedding, she's really getting the hang of it now and has the makings of a good photographer and like us she loves all things 'wedding'.
Helen and Oliver are our couple in the spotlight today. Gorgeous inside and out.
The day started with Carla and me going to Helen's for the bridal preparation while Bob went to see the lads. Do you girls want to see Helen's shoes? Carla's eyes nearly popped out of her head. Oh. My. Lord. They were to die for. Mind you, I probably would have died if I'd tried to wear them!
The girls were showing no signs of pre wedding jitters, in fact they were having a ball. Getting the garter on under all those layers was proving a bit tricky:
As were the boys. Word reached me that Oliver did a great job of getting all the lads dressed and organised in time. Here's a quick lesson in hairdressing:
The music started and
The bridesmaids got cheeky now they'd done the hard work of the day. Time to chill! Carla sat in the limo with them on the way to Stirk House. She got some amazing shots.
What?
Can you see them?
Ohhhhn noooooo!!!! Not suitable for a family audience!! Very funny though, here's one to give you the idea.
Dinner time!!
Aaaww. Aren't they gorgeous. They'd give Posh and Becks a run for their money, wouldn't they?
Cheeky!
Coo-eee! Cheers!
Fabulous cake, so detailed. It was studded with crystals! It was absolutely gorgeous. Carla was walking round saying,"Mum, this is my wedding. Helen's done it exactly the way I'd want it." Praise indeed, Helen.
The speeches were just right. There was a lot of laughter,
just a few tears (actually, quite a few tears)
and a couple of cringes!
All too soon it was time for the first dance.
I don't think they were aware of anyone else being in the room at this point.
Then: PARTY TIME!!!
I once shot a rainy wedding years ago when I worked for another company. Well actually, I shot dozens of rainy weddings but this particular one stays in my memory.
The bride stormed into the reception venue, snatched a glass of champagne off the tray and stropped off upstairs to the bedroom! She stayed there till it was time for the meal and then later complained she didn't have all the photos she wanted. Oh dear.
Luckily for Bob and me, we only have lovely brides and grooms who's attitude to their wedding is that it is a declaration of their love and a commitment to spend a the rest of their lives together. And the rain?
"Rain? Pah! We laugh in the face of rain Hahaaaa! It's not going to get in the way of our wedding!"
Much nicer attitude in our opinion.
Bob and me have noticed that our vestigial gills have started to develop though - not a totally unexpected occurence for an English wedding photographer, I suppose.
Carla came along with us again on this wedding, she's really getting the hang of it now and has the makings of a good photographer and like us she loves all things 'wedding'.
Helen and Oliver are our couple in the spotlight today. Gorgeous inside and out.
The day started with Carla and me going to Helen's for the bridal preparation while Bob went to see the lads. Do you girls want to see Helen's shoes? Carla's eyes nearly popped out of her head. Oh. My. Lord. They were to die for. Mind you, I probably would have died if I'd tried to wear them!
The girls were showing no signs of pre wedding jitters, in fact they were having a ball. Getting the garter on under all those layers was proving a bit tricky:
As were the boys. Word reached me that Oliver did a great job of getting all the lads dressed and organised in time. Here's a quick lesson in hairdressing:
Bob, meanwhile was outside photographing the beautiful rings.
Carla and I photographed the beautiful flowers. Details are so important. They are the bits you forget as time goes on so we make sure we get lots of detail photos to keep those memories alive.
There just was time for a last check that everything was in order and a quick cuddle with Dad ( Helen, not me! ) before setting off for the church.
Still the rain lashed down.
Did they care? Did they heck!
The wedding was at the gorgeous St Peter's Church at Salesbury.
Helen and her Dad arrived exactly on time.
The music started and the ceremony got under way.
Sigh. It was lovely.
I wasn't allowed to the front at this church so all the ceremony shots were taken from the back of the church.
We've done it!!
After a few group shot sin the church because it was still pouring down we made our way to Stirk House for the reception. Helen and Oliver enjoyed a quiet few minutes in the car.
The bridesmaids got cheeky now they'd done the hard work of the day. Time to chill! Carla sat in the limo with them on the way to Stirk House. She got some amazing shots.
What?
Can you see them?
Ohhhhn noooooo!!!! Not suitable for a family audience!! Very funny though, here's one to give you the idea.
Once we got to Stirk House the party soon got into full swing.
Everyone just decided to throw themselves straight into it all and have a wonderful time. Of course that means we have a wonderful time as well! There were times I couldn't shoot for laughing!
So much confetti in one go. I thought it would never stop!
Aaaww. Aren't they gorgeous. They'd give Posh and Becks a run for their money, wouldn't they?
Coo-eee! Cheers!
Fabulous cake, so detailed. It was studded with crystals! It was absolutely gorgeous. Carla was walking round saying,"Mum, this is my wedding. Helen's done it exactly the way I'd want it." Praise indeed, Helen.
The speeches were just right. There was a lot of laughter,
just a few tears (actually, quite a few tears)
and a couple of cringes!
All too soon it was time for the first dance.
I don't think they were aware of anyone else being in the room at this point.
Then: PARTY TIME!!!
Congratulations, Helen and Oliver. We wish you many, many happy years together.
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