I was asked the other day if I ever get any unusual requests. My reply was something along the lines of “actually I never get any usual requests”. Saturday’s wedding for Colin and Sue at Hever Castle was no exception. We had a bride on a picnic table, a cross dressing opera singer, a best
man lady in a dress, guerilla fireworks and a cameo appearance by Baroness Thatcher. Just a normal day at the office…
Let’s start with all the getting ready shots shall we? On second thoughts, better not.
Sue’s having some last minute nerves and according to the signals I was getting from maid of honour Natasha it might be safer to wait a few minutes.
Much better to join Colin in the Billiards room. Where he’s playing, err, snooker.
Meanwhile flower girl Abigail was all set for the wedding.
And then. One last check to make sure there were butterflies everywhere….
…and we were ready for a wedding…
After the wedding, there was a clear division of labour.
The guests drank champagne…
….while I took Colin and Sue for some portraits in the grounds…
(Incidentally, if anybody knows what the big metal thing actually is then please leave me a comment below. I thought it was a sundial but it only goes up to 8.)
And then time for the wedding breakfast. Did I mention there were butterflies everywhere?
These ones were special. They changed colour. I had to wait ages to get them to match the colour scheme!
You know how it is during a wedding. It’s really time for dinner. But there are bubbles on the table. Just sitting there. Tempting you.
And how about this for a great tip for the speeches? Colour code the different bits. Especially if you can get them to match the best man’s lady’s nail varnish.
(OK, I’d better clear this one up. Natasha was chief bridesmaid and her sister Katrina was best lady. But somehow “best man in a frock” sounds funnier. They had matching nail varnish and to be honest I don’t know which of them was holding the colour coded cards.)
At some point during dinner, Sue told me there was a beautiful pink sky outside. “Well, you’d better get on a picnic table right away” I said. And you know what? She did. And she was very sympathetic to me lying in the wet grass to get the picture. I’m pretty sure that’s why she was laughing so hard.
..while Colin went for a much more sophisticated pose.
And after dinner there was some wonderful opera singing. By an opera singer. Who managed to talk sing one of the guests out of most of her clothes and put them on. Yeah, just a regular day at the office.
(My mind’s gone blank and I can’t remember the names of this fantastic couple – please let me know and I’ll update this.)
And then finally it was time for guerilla fireworks. What, you’ve never heard of guerilla fireworks? It’s really simple:
- Another nearby venue has fireworks for their wedding
- Your photographer gets a tip off with about 2 minutes’ notice that they will be happening “somewhere over there”
- He tells you to stand on a dark lawn and not to move for no apparent reason
- This happens
Just like regular fireworks. Except cheaper!
As usual there will be loads more pictures “soon” but in the meantime you can leave your thought, comments and caption competition entries below.
“What do you mean ‘caption competition’? Oh and what’s this about Baroness Thatcher”. Funny you should ask…
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