When I arrived at Lindsay’s parents house in Bekesbourne, all was calm and serene. This could only really go one of two ways: either there would be a last minute panic or we were going to have a chilled and fun day.

When Lindsay swept down the stairs looking fabulous and all set for a great day, I knew everything was going to be perfect. Which was just as well, because we had plans for some rather special pictures.

It’s not every bride that packs a pair of wellies in her vintage Rolls Royce but we’d had a scout of the area a week or so before.

Lindsay and Chris had spotted a lovely field of corn along the way from the wedding at Bekesbourne to the reception in Canterbury. Chris and I got covered in what we hoped was mud but Lindsay had her wellies and a huge reflector to sit on and we took a little time out of the journey for a few memorable portraits.

Actually it’s possible we took a little too much time out of the journey. We arrived at St Augustines Abbey in Canterbury about half an hour later than planned. In my defence some of this time was due to leaving the church late but it was only with some world class MCing by Ted Prior that we got back on track.

After dinner and speeches in the oldest dining hall in England we all went outside to catch the last of the light and watch Lindsay literally hurl her bouquet to the waiting crowd. The ladies were a little far away but Lindsay put her back into it – I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a good throw….

Then all too soon it was time for first dance where the happy couple acquitted themselves rather splendidly finishing with a huge dramatic spin.

It’s actually quite unusual for me to work in my home town of Canterbury – I travel throughout Kent, Sussex, Essex and London. So it’s nice to be playing on home turf. I simply couldn’t resist one last shot of the cathedral…

Oh, and in case you’re wondering. Yes it was the famous Chris Kinsey….