(Sorry for the delay yesterday – I know you were all dying to see these.)
It’s ever so slightly worrying when you realise that your client is more familiar with your work than you are. Let’s just say that Jo has spent a lot of time choosing her photographer and probably knows most photographers’ websites backwards. She could certainly remember pictures from my site from over a year ago.
It’s also slightly worrying when your client gives nicknames to everything. Such as her dress (Cynthia), the groom’s suit (Cyril), my assistant Amit (Army Girl) and most worryingly me (The Colonel – for no obvious reason and no, it’s not going to stick).
But then some days I go to work. And others I just turn up for a roller coaster day, hold on tight and enjoy the ride. And, you know, take the odd snap while I’m there. Saturday was one of the wilder, more enjoyable rides And some of the snaps got very odd indeed……..
Here are “the girls”. Jo (the bride), Emily the bridesmaid and Shirley mother of the bride. But you knew that. Because it says so on their slippers.
And here’s Jo looking very relaxed and ready for her wedding. Which is just as well as she only had 45 minutes to make it from the Royal Wells Hotel to the wedding at High Rocks. A distance of maybe 2 miles. It would be uncharitable for me to mention just how long it took…..
And here’s Jo ever so slightly less relaxed. I was on a strict warning not to take any pictures of one person standing and another sitting. But with 3 people that’s rather tricky….
Meanwhile Dave the groom was waiting patiently with his father, err, Big Dave. They didn’t have slippers to tell me which was which. But I kind of figured it out (plus I was in BlueWater when Dave picked out his shoes so I recognised them).
And then Jo drove up with her younger brother Matt who was giving her away. Let’s just call it “fashionably late”.
Now I’m sure it wasn’t second thoughts. It can’t even have been nerves about his speech. I’m sure it was relief that Jo had arrived and that things were about to get underway. That’s the only thing that could explain Dave’s expression here
Which was more than obvious just moments later as in a beautiful Sussex rules wedding Dave Middlemiss married Jo Moore (yes, I was surprised too – apparently despite High Rocks being in Tunbridge Wells the marriage room is over the border in the bandit country of East Sussex).
Now my notes for the pictures to be taken on the day have the words “hibiscus flowers in drinks” so I can only assume that these are glasses of champagne each containing a hibiscus flower. And not, as somebody tried to tell me, a raspberry.
Turn over the road at High Rocks and you get to some rocks. Which are quite high. Which presumably give the place its name. And more to the point make a stunning backdrop for pictures.
(There are loads more pictures to come from the rocks! Almost worth ruining a pair of shoes for….)
Meanwhile, back at the venue it was time for confetti.
Before a rather scrummy dinner and one of the most emotional speeches I’ve seen from Matt, Jo’s younger brother.
Oh, what was that left on my list of photos? “Signature night portrait”? With a lamp and the sunset in it. No problem.
It’s pretty unlikely that even the honeymoon will stop Jo and Dave from looking at the site for the next couple of weeks so please leave your thoughts for them below….
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