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Another speed demon blog entry today in a blazing effort to keep up and press on. This wedding takes us back to the 20th of August. Normally weddings are blogged no more than a few days after. But I’m learning that August when having school aged children is a challenging month. I’ve suddenly become extremely task orientated…and I dare say it…multi-tasking too. That’s right…I’m a woman (well, I did see ‘One Day’ when we were on holiday).
Today its Julia and Jon…a delightful couple with a notoriously interesting view of time. So sayeth the shepherd, so sayeth everyone else too. Its all part of the charm and romance of it all I reckon. Bless ‘em. We started in Ockham outside of Guildford and by the time your tummy starts to rumble we were at Bury Court Barn near Farnham. Traffic was kind.
So here is a small selection of my images from their day.
With Julia…the more the merrier
Despite her best attempts Julia did NOT have “Heroes” style mind bending powers
Old Skool!
Phwoah!
Just before they hid her in a box :)

Phwoah 2 – The Return

We weren’t allowed to shoot much in the church…but we did get some!
Donde esta el Pebbles?
The hands on the bus go wave, wave, wave
Watching too many episodes of The Sopranos makes you suspicious of everyone
The forecast, despite being inside, was decidedly dodgy


Nooooo……
….and there we have the culprit
A few lovely details from their setup
Monogrammed cake…nice
High fives mean you don’t need a map!
I tried to tell her he already had 5 other ladies numbers but would she listen?



Druh-matic
First dances are getting more brutal by the year
Jon quickly learned his arms weren’t built like Linda Blair’s head

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Quickie in text today. I had thought about doing a smaller blog post as the work piles up…but then I have a wee stalker in Alex’s mum. So I figured that a little extra time might just save the bunny (if you know what I mean).
A cracking time at Bury Court on Saturday. Every detail well thought out…every timing to a tee (unless you count the moving speech time…I’ll forgive you Al). Just a wonderful day…thanks Natalie and Alex for having us along (sorry to say that only my images appear today due to time constraints).
There will be a link after these image to see more on Facebook…so scroll, look, enjoy and then click at the bottom.
Apollo 1 carried only a wicker chair and a wedding dress into near earth orbit
Nat checks out the guests
Two yes’es from the Bridesmaids means she’s going to Boot Camp
This image has been flipped upside down so that the Aussies can’t see it
Nat selected a peculiar time to practice her human beat box routine
Two men and some bunting
Honestly…I have no idea
1 man…same bunting
Apparently you can milk anything with nipples…at least that’s what Greg Focker said
Nikon paid nothing for this rich endorsement

Trying to even things out :)

This ISN’T that Gollum delivers the rings video…carry on!


Great tit indeed!
…a brand new car!

It was all too much for some

The level of detail Alex went to!

It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well


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Did you hear the one about the Irishman who got lost on the way from the pub to the church? You will….
The day starts all rather calmly. London weddings always scare me a little. I know…Richmond and Kew aren’t REALLY London. Well, to me they are. As London as anything else I get to. The traffic, the crazy pedestrians. Seriously, I get the eebiejeebies. So Darren and I arrive nice and early here, checking out the location of the church and the pub for the boys long before we needed to be there. Perhaps I’m alone in my general caution in relation to London weddings.
Louise and Sam met me last fall at Mercedes Benz World. An odd place for a meeting. Sadly neither of us were there to buy a car. I had always hoped that they would book. There something about his hair and her smiley personality that said “this could work”. Luckily for me, they did and that’s where our little story begins.
The Groom and a large contingent of guests all started at The Roebuck, high up on Richmond Hill. The plan being that the crowd would move, en mass, to the church near the bottom of the hill. Conversely I started in a quiet street just outside of Twickenham, The Home of English Rugby. I’m guessing this may have been intentional as I bumped into a few pictures of Sam in his rugby kit and they did have Jerusalem as a hymn. So far, so good.
I dash off back to Richmond to see the last of the guests arrive and be ready for Louise’s arrival as well. I walk into the church to find 2 people. Those two being the Groom and the Best Man. But wait a minute…its 8 minutes to 2. We kick off in 8 minutes. Quickly a few more folks arrive in the form of ushers who decide “let’s call back to the ladies and tell them to hold fire”. Too late, they are already en route. Suddenly a flood of guests arrive and I’m guessing this is all going to plan. 2 minutes, 1 minute…2pm. Apparently there are a few more guests to come. OK…it happens. Meanwhile the Priest reminds us all to double check that our mobile phones are OFF. Anyone who has a phone that goes off is promised by Father that he will ‘kill them’. Umm…ok. Perhaps not the kind of Priest I want to cross. Passive, yet effective. Finally at 5 past a call is put out. It would appear that those last ‘few’ guests turn out to be an entire row and all from Louise’s Irish contingent. It would seem that upon leaving the pub, they made a wrong turn and were, in fact, heading completely the opposite way. Thankfully, the compass corrected itself and soon we were underway.
The rest of the day went off without incident. Kew Gardens did their best to wow everyone with the guests enjoying a trip on the Kew Explorer shortly after the last speech whilst we got to visit a few of the landmark locations for a few portraits.
Don’t forget, after these images below there will be a link to more on my Facebook business page. So view, scroll and click!
HP7c – The Dress at the Top of the Stairs
A twist of pepper, a dash of balsamic and a Choo of shoes





I know, if I had hair I’d let my little sister decide on how to wear it…but I don’t have hair or a little sister
Ching ching
Upon realising how we too were amused at the answer to the question “so who got you those lovely earrings” — “I DID!”, Louise retorts


Its was either funny or there was an errant nail sticking out of the pew
Time waits for no man…but the Priest waits for the lost Irish tourists
tick tock


Sunflowers…the theme of the day




huggles
A brief stop back up on Richmond Hill – a special place for the Lou and Sam

Speech al fresco

Inside the lovely Cambridge Cottage dining room














I want his job!
And a few from Darren

Woman breaks shoe, spends day walking backwards…that is all



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If you’re feeling intense de ja vu then you could be forgiven. See, I was back at The Barn at Bury Court Barn in Surrey again on Saturday. This was the third of seven trip there this year. There’s a great feeling when you arrive at a venue you know well. Always getting the most appropriate parking space (minor), knowing exactly what you will do if it rain (medium) and a smile and a hello and a genuine ‘how are you doing?’ from the folks at BCB (major). As Carole King (and James Taylor and Wet Wet Wet — plus ooddles more) said…”you’ve got a friend.” Like that song, I’ve been there winter, spring summer and fall.
Nina never flinched. Time was just a passing thing. Kind of nice every now and then to not be looking at the watch thinking “this is never going to start on time” (FWIW, not that it matters to me…I just hate seeing folks get worked up). I think planning is her thing. Well executed it was too. Oliver’s thing is something all together different. Football. No, not some boyhood fantasy still trying to find its way out long past it…but real Football. Oliver develops football training (at least that’s what I think I recall). In any event its like a proper job in footie. How cool is that. Together they make a perfect couple with contrast just in the right places. Contrast is a good thing. Trust me, I know.
As always, after this post you can find a link to the Facebook gallery. Do tag yourself but according to the universe known as Facebook you will have to ‘Like’ the business page first. Don’t worry, once you like you won’t have to enter the numbers every 108 minutes.
Starting off with a few details. I don’t think weddings are all about details but seeing a few ideas never hurst (oohh…that was a typo but I’m not gonna change it…given the whole football thing – karma)
The anvil and the fleur
Enigma

Deep in thought with the woman of mystery
She’s livin’ in a box….she’s livin’ in a cardboard box

Dadtastic



Oliver’s Dad read a fabulous reading…quite emotional really
People…more interesting than details surely!


On of the COOLEST table plans ever!


I’ve developed a taste for sepia lately
The Barn at Bury Court has a most spectacular garden
Getting down with the Jubilee Trio (which you may remember from Emma and Darren’s wedding at the Compleat Angler)
I know music isn’t for everybody…but this guy may need more lessons than normal
They say that imitation…
…is the best form of flattery
Damn owls
Vanilla once said…light, light baby

One little, two little…
…three little Best Men (ok, two actually)
They were surprised to find themselves in a lifesize Hornby train village



what can you play? He plays the saxophone…and pretty damn well I might add!
I love that girl at the top! Taking dancing to a whole new level!
AND JUST ONE FROM DARREN
Which is kind of cruel given he took a lot more…but its not actually one. In fact, I was looking through these and thought to myself “damn…I was pretty good to stick with that and see the whole sequence”. No kidding Rob…they ain’t your photos! I’m not so sure about the fish he caught though!

As promised, you can see a few more on my Facebook business page for Bury Court Barn Wedding Photography by clicking here.
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Hello all….Time for a quickie today. Nina, I mentioned I would either Fab 4 or do a full blog. Here’s the answer. Its a Fab 4 with the rest coming on Wednesday. So do check back at 16:00 UK time for more. But for now, I do have something to get you going. As a recommended photographer at The Barn at Bury Court I get to see quite a few weddings there. What strikes me is how each one, despite using the same space, rooms and garden, has a different feel or approach. What’s even more interesting is that given the different approaches they are all wonderful in their atmosphere and execution. I suppose that’s in part to the people at the top…the Bride and Groom and to the continuity provided by such an amazing wedding venue. A true crown in the venue marketplace.
So…more on Wednesday afternoon!
One good hand….
deserves another!

Those guys! AGAIN! (wonderful lot too)