So far this year I have had an Irish-American wedding, a French-Scottish wedding, an Italian-English wedding and a Columbian-Scottish wedding. Liz and Lawson brought me my first Scottish-Kenyan wedding. It was brilliant. Set in the opulence of The Waldorf Astoria Edinburgh, The Caledonian or The Caley to you and me, around Christmas time and on a crisp cold day.
A super friendly bunch of folk from across the globe and one or two interesting Kenyan traditions meant that this was a spectacle to behold and a great wedding to photograph.
While Anna and her girls were preening and powdering ( that’s what girls do apparently) Robert and his best man were chilling out in the luxury of the Scotch Malt Whisky Society on Queen street. I guess that’s called Scottish courage.
Everyone then made their way to The Hub for a fun filled wedding day which culminated in a windswept, rain soaked Wonder Women arsed, sparkler extravaganza. Don’t just take my word for it, check out the photos.
You can have all your matching onesies, colour coordinated chair covers, designer shoes, ice sculptures, pipers, the finest food, the best champagne, the nicest dress and the hottest groom and an awesome photographer but, if you ain’t having fun then what is the point.
You have got to PARTY!!!
May I introduce Kirsty and Aiden who showed us how it’s done at Brig O Doon House Hotel in October.
Actually I don’t. But I can see the attraction ( I am a happily married man). Anyway, when Tricia and Rob tied the knot we were overrun with uniforms (men in very tight, butt hugging trousers) (beginning to doubt myself now) because Rob is a Rifleman. They were married at Dunkeld Cathedral and had their reception just a short, but teeth chatteringly cold, boat ride upstream at the Dunkeld Hilton.
Here are a few photos.
When I say a face that would stop traffic, I am of course referring to Lorena. Although she is clearly very beautiful, it wasn’t actually her face that brought Princes Street and Lothian Road to a standstill. It was a platoon of tartan clad grooms men and a couple of Caley Hotel concierges blocking the road to allow Lorena to make her richly deserved grand entrance. Just a few short steps from the Waldorf Astoria ( the Caledonian) to St John’s where Andrew was patiently waiting.
This wonderful day brought my first Colombian-Scottish union and was filled with class, colour, tradition and modernity and was set against the always stunning backdrop of Edinburgh Castle.
Anna and Bob were married this summer at Lothian Chambers in Edinburgh than had their cosy, crafty style reception at the wonderful Gallery of Modern Art. It’s was a lovely warm day and everyone enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere and fantastic surroundings.
Balamory people! Bala effin’ mory People!
That’s that out the way.
Ok, Nikki and Bryan are Rally aficionados (geeks) and they come to Mull and Tobermory (Balamory really) all the time to see crazy fools drive dangerously fast on roads originally designed for goat drawn carriages. So there was really no other choice for their smallish, fun and relaxed wedding.
The view from the terrace of the Western Isles Hotel , looking down on Tobermory (Balamory really) harbour was breathtaking. Actually, it was’t breathtaking. Falling off a swing and landing on your back is breathtaking. The view was very very very nice, especially as the weather was so damn good.
There are few things as satisfying for a wedding photographer (professionally that is, everyone knows there is nothing more satisfying than a huge G&T and a packet of roast beef McCoy’s ) as getting booked by a family member or friend of previous clients. It is reassurance (and boy do we creative types need that) that you are doing something well, or that you are doing something cheaply. I chose to go with the former.
I covered Laura’s big brother’s wedding a couple of years ago so was really happy she and Marc got in touch about their wedding in Cheshire. It’s nice to meet up again with past clients and see how they are doing. So far I think I’m on a 100% not divorced record (that’s not a guarantee). I wonder if divorce is perhaps not the most appropriate thing to mention on a wedding blog…. Anyway…..
Sandhole Oak Barn is about 30 mins south of Manchester (can’t move for footballers) and is a brilliant venue to shoot at. It is set in attractive countryside with the lovely lake and great outside space. The traditional style buildings with wood cladding and red brick make it a dream for a texture loving photographer like me. Inside, the beautiful oak beams and masses of natural light allowed me to forget about all the boring technical photography stuff and concentrate on capturing the fun and emotion of the day. Loved it.