Archive for Tithe Barn
Dear Natalie and Desmond (Nat and Des — or Robert, Rob, Desmondo, Bobby),
You’re leavin…on a jet plane. In fact you’re probably somewhere over the Middle East sippin’ Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain as I write this. Hopefully your journey was safe, happy and filled with champagne. I know that’s how most of my Mondays go. Anywho, just wanted to wish you both the very best on your Honeymoon (do I have to capitalise that) and your future life together. I (or shall I say we…because Darren was there…but I expect you knew that didn’t you Nat…after all etc etc etc) had a fabutastic day with you all. From the Crazy Canucks to your camera shy cousin. I loved how you guys went for the best of Tithe Barn (modestly I will add myself to the list that includes Jacaranda, The Topiary Company, Tiger Rose). We’ve all worked together so many times there we’re all like a pair of comfy shoes. I loved the cheese cake…and for once it wasn’t cheese fashioned into a cake but an actual cheesecake. Yum yum. I loved that you totally trusted both of us to do all the things we know how to do. I loved your band, Funk Federation. Good choice. I loved being part of your prep, meeting your parents (especially you mum…growls like a lion) and seeing the gallery assorted outside their house waiting for you to leave. I didn’t love the pressure of where to put your shoes — Brides today huh. But I think I found something that will please you as well as you bathroom fitter. I loved that you let us ‘adapt’ the ShootBooth to something altogether more cool. In short we just loved being there. How 10 1/2 hours passed so quickly is beyond me. I look forward to hearing from soon.
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And the winner is….(sadly Nat, the logo covers part of it…but you get the picture—and there are MORE)

The Amazing Suzannah at Tiger Rose

Umm..Nat…geez….that IS Des’ sister sitting next to you. Not sure this is the kind of conversation you should be having if you know what I mean!


Wow…

Practical Dad
Up with one…
….back with another
Meet Ray

I don’t think they believed Nat’s previous bold statement
Grandad Henry gets a smooch
Some folks have very strange phobias


Des…strapping ex-Navy man and firefighter is no match against the emotion of speaking about his mum



Road kill

Robert…Rob…Desmond…Des….BOBBY!

Remember…I walked away from this but now I really like it
Moments later Sting jumped out to serenade us with Fields of Gold…
…unfortunately Nat could only look at him and say “don’t stand so close to me”


A free joker in every pack

Oh yeah baby…I’m there!

The ShootBooth goes ‘X’
Say no evil, hear no evil, see no evil
Yep Nat…that’s your mum
Ladies…honestly…I don’t see what’s so appealing about firefighters. I asked them to go around and tell me their names…starting from the left – January, February, March etc etc etc
Yo Canada!
And now a few from Darren

IgglePiggle didn’t really want a Rolls…but he had to find something to keep up with the Pontipines
Your eyes deceive you…this is not a group shot at Tithe Barn (ok it is…but if you have any more than 80 people it ain’t gonna happen)


Bobby
Separating the wheat from the…
…phwoah

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Sure…I could have gone with the tearful Groom or the emotional Mother of the Bride. I could have dug out a great guest expression or a wicked look captured almost unexpectedly during the cutting of the cake. Perhaps a trusty shoe shot or small detail of the day. But I didn’t. In fact I went with the bare bones….the lowest common denominator of photography. By that I mean something from the ShootBooth. Why? Because sometimes a Just One is just a Just One and sometimes that Just One is just for one…and this time that one is Nat. I’m pretty sure she isn’t expecting this…doesn’t know about it…and it will give her something to ‘gurn’ about. Lots more tomorrow!
The Pussycat Dolls
Dear Nicola and Mark,
Hey…what a day. It flew by didn’t it! I’m amazed sometimes just how fast a wedding day can go. Especially the good ones. Just wanted to take a moment to thank you for having me along. It was a pleasure to be there. Here are a few of the things that I loved. Jean…I loved how she just wanted to take care of me. Bless. The windows upstairs. How cheeky you all got to spy on the boys. I wonder how you would have taken it if the tables were turned (cue shrieking). Speaking of the boys, it was great to go on a bit of walkies with them before the ceremony. Great fun and they even behaved :) I love the role reversal with your children (can I call them that given their age?) keeping you both in line, calm and getting you there in time. Thanks for your trust…I appreciate that. I loved that Mark’s eldest did a speech and even did THAT joke (more on that later). I loved how they all seem to get on well…did you bribe them with iPhones? I loved the fact that Mark met his Best Man when the Best Man’s son fell over and hurt himself as a wee lad and Mark was the doctor on call. I loved your families…from Clooney to the Supermodel, the mad Oboeist to the Laughing (constantly) sister. I know there were more. I loved that Hen Night photo (my eyes, my eyes!). To all the family, friends, guests and more important Nicola and Mark. Thanks for making it ace!
Yep, its a Tithe Barn, Hampshire wedding which was briefly preceeded by a trip to Portsmouth for a wedding in the Cathedral. There…that’s the Google rubbish out of the way.
Dress on a wire


Now we know what happened to spare parts left over from the Large Hadron Collider
HENreeey!
Ugly people deserve great wedding photos too (you need to speak to Sophie mate)
Money
For once it wasn’t just the Bride’s tummy that was turning upside down



No Mr Photographer…you can’t take any photos. Its disruptive and takes away from the spirtual feeling of the wedding. Of course we don’t mind if random folks walk in from off the street and watch or that you’ll get set upon by a crazy at the back saying ‘look, another two meet their doom’ (seriously) and finally the book shop…nope it won’t cause any problems either…tills are a great accent to ‘Love Divine’ — bit like in Pink Floyd’s ‘Money’. Grrrrrr…

Oceans 4
Famly (sic)
When cheese ferments its time change the cheese
Due to a mix up in urinology, apple juice will not be served today
I love this guy
One camera and a few pics of Long Dong Silver can really get a crowd a goin’
I’m guessing that until this point they still think I was photographing them
What size margarita did you get THAT from?
Tithe Road Truckers
The Not So Brady Bunch…we need another Marsha!
When all else fails……
USAIN BOLT!






There is probably only ONE thing more uncomfortable than having to give a speech for your Dad at a wedding….
…and that would be Dad having to hear his son deliver the old “a speech shouldn’t last any longer than it takes for a man to make love” joke
Were you born in a barn? No, but sometimes it feels like it

Helen from MadHen….the absolute, undisputed, top notch, first class band EVER! Seriously. However I do have to recommend to all future clients…DO NOT PUT YOUR BAND NEAR THE KITCHEN at TITHE BARN. Why? Because its right under the sound meter. The band were not supposed to be there…they didn’t want to be there but being total class musicians they did what they had to do. B&Gs have the power to change the minds of suppliers (not the band BTW, they fought their corner) who make bad decisions.
You’re only laughing because you know I have the Simon Cowell dance on camera :)

Variations on a theme
Bless her cotton socks…Emma is no doubt the most patient of Brides. She’s had to wait one of the longest to get a few pictures on the blog. I started last Monday with 4 weddings on deck. I had to blog, work, tend to children, cry-scream-shout profanities at England on TV…a busy week. So its only today that I can release Emma and Gavin’s Tithe Barn Hampshire wedding photo blog. They’re sunning it up somewhere with, and she wasn’t shy about sharing this, two spa treatments a day. Its the USP of the honeymoon location. Gavin, well he gets scuba diving lessons and hopefully a calm, relaxed Bride with a soft spot for the World Cup.

DO take a picture
You are HERE!


Its OK…sometimes I look in the mirror and give myself a wink as well. Sometimes I even purr and growl as well.



Thinly veiled as art


Love in an elevator
I don’t reckon they really believed me that this was a good location for a group shot…wonder if they still doubt it?
Shortly before being sardined (IOW, the roof could only go on AFTER Emma go in)
Objects in mirror are far more interesting than they appear
Mommas and Poppas
Gavin, not quite understanding the concept of hide and seek, turns around well before reaching 20
This is Emma’s ‘this is really going to happen’ face
I prefer shoes with arch support
A new registrar for me…and she didn’t mind me getting more than one angle. Nice.

Only two things come from Oklahoma boy…
Vroom vroom
Summer of Love
Following the yellow brick road
Blew
Emma’s delivery into the penalty box was soon met with a crushing header (shortly followed by a DISALLOWED goal)
Sword envy



Exits are this way, that way and this way

A rather bad Dr Evil impersonation
Trying to master the Darren
Lady Phwoah Phwoah
A number of years ago, before the children, Nicola and I made the long trip to South Africa. A wonderful holiday of a lifetime (or as we call it back in the days of two jobs and no kids..a holiday). The wine was amazing, the food was plentiful and the people were warm and welcoming. I’ve been very lucky to be a part of a couple of South African weddings since and they are always a riot. South Africans are like Americans who understand EastEnders. Happy to let their hair down but not too uptight like my fellow countrymen (America that is). This was no exception. We were welcomed in a way that can only be described as ‘part of the gang’. The guests, the family and most importantly Sharyn and Mark. They were totally on board with the way I like to do things — which, in a nutshell is — let it roll and we’ll get what we see. That bit of faith and an almost Olympic level of ‘how to have fun’ means no matter what we did, who we followed or where we were they was too much to take in…in a good way. So thanks to everyone and I hope you enjoy this brief preview.
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Dress for success
Them’s some damn fine curtains
waited patiently…but the towel never dropped
Sweet English rose — no really, look just outside the window. Its NOT her…she South African!
Disgraceful…disgusting…revolting. No..not the rescue remedy…that bedstead! Shocking!
Nice guns
Nope…still there!
deee-tail


artie
Sharyn’s brother…he reminds me of someone….HELP!

She knew at this point that her meal would always be….Green Eggs and Ham
togetha 4 evah (its like a Sugar Babez song)
Seems perfectly reasonable to me…Tithe Barn welcomes Zulu Dancers
…and a not-so-Zulu dancer
Road Warriors
Damn you Fitzsimmons…see what I was on about!

Lego and Cake…a rather delightful coalition

One of the Ladds…in this case a rather important one

Someone really should take down those Christmas decorations :)

Smile…you’re on Not-So-Hidden Camera
Just like raisins, made in the California sunshine
I felt particularly taken advantage of when I realised someone was getting 2 for 1
my Just One…now is the time, in this dawn of political cooperation, for you to become a fan!
Recipe for keeping South Africans happy. 1) wine (or beer), 2) rugby — just don’t mention the England Cricket team’s Man of the Series!
Thanks goes to our good friends at Cine8 who provided a whopping great light up on the balcony. We got some fantastic stuff as a result. I want my own now!


Finally…the towel dropped! (different person though). I could show you the next picture…but that…well, that would make things rather difficult for a family orientated blog
And a few from Darren…the chap who helped me through a long (but rewarding) weekend
First…a message to Darren. Absolutely stunning work at the weekend. Honestly…I know I sound like a broken record. But you really are developing in ways that excite me (watch it) and some that…dare I say…tick me off — I mean, why didnt I think of that!
This…this just made me laugh. As if it were a hot river of lava.






This is one of my favourite shots of Darren’s — EVER!
More of that rugby jazz…

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What is it about South Africans? Hah…you’ll have to wait until Monday when I post up a load more to learn the answer to that story. For now, its a quick Just One before I roll on up town to the big smoke for a another nuptial. Until then…here you go!








