I’m still struggling with my flu/cold…Its been going on for too long now.  The problem is that last week I had a wedding every 3 days…so no real time to recover.  I spent all of Bank Holiday Monday laying around and today all I am doing is the blog.  Nicola’s birthday is tomorrow so I’m hoping to feel better for her.  I’m quite fed up with it now!

As such, I’m going to keep it simple and to the point.

Tracey and Stefan — Heckfield Place — Sunday, August 24, 2008

I asked them what they should be called…ladies and gentlemen…SP 10 (beats me)

Airing the laundry

Its been a while since I put some flowers in the bath

Tracey prepares the bridesmaids dresses

There’s always a mirror…how I managed to stay out of it I’ll never know

A surprise message from Stefan…

…and a wee bit of advice

OOF (motion blur…never looked through the lens)…but I likes it raw appeal

My boy (not literally) Jenson…named after the racing driver and cute as a button (cringe)

Grab on…hold tight

Its that stare that actually says “no, honest, I’m not gonna cry”

OK…she’ll probably kill me for this…Stef organised a surprise choir to bolt up and sing ‘All You Need is Love’..you know, ‘Love Actually’ style.  I was instructed by Stef…get a shot of her reaction.  So if anyone is to blame its him.  Of course, throughout the remainder of the day all I got from guests was “did you get her reaction”.  Does this get me off the hook?

“Nothing you can do, that can’t be done”

“Its easy………..All You Need is Love” — to which I replied “bump da da da dum”

Receiving lines…chaos, confusion and bloody fantastic

Stef’s sister…shortly after she gave him a noogie

See…everyone loves receiving lines

Its been a while since I had some cake…hmm…love the cake

The Wishing Tree.  No, you can’t wish for more wishes.

“Forgetaboutit”

Quick…someone check her chair

Dad does the whole speech thing

I’m always amazed at how many different ways folks find to fight off the tears

Once again…wild man Jenson…I’ve seen grown men more nervous to collect their gift than this 2 year old

Tracey knows the dirt is coming…its only a matter of time

Stef plots his retaliation

A pair of Armani pants and he’s a dead ringer for David Beckham

Not quite American Gothic, but it’ll do

She said she hated having her picture taken…yeah…ok…whatever

It had to happen

No lies…pure accident

E baby, E!

Anything for attention