We waited all summer for…well…summer…and it chose to arrive just as we started Autumn. Oh the irony. It was sun like you almost never see and light that never stopped being there. Welcome to September in England.
Rachel and Tom came to me through Jess and Bob (who you will see later). A lovely referral from another wonderful day. Instead of the country setting in Cambridgeshire for Jess and Bob it was the little bit rural and a lot of town of ‘near’ Croydon and Bromley. Its one of those weird places that are in one county yet called London. I won’t pretend to understand.
For me it all began at the hall. No bridal prep means I get to see the whole build up before the ceremony. I got to learn a bit more about Tom’s side of the family. Not a bad thing as Tom’s father presented the ceremony. This was the second Jehovah’s Witness (Jess and Bob being the first) wedding I had photographed. Both experiences were so warm…warm in a cuddly way (albeit both day were actually quite sunny and warm). Its very personal, very passionate but at the same time thoughtful and well meaning. I’m fascinated by religious culture and the similarities and differences between them. I’ve been lucky to see Catholic weddings in Italy, Jewish weddings in Tel Aviv and Sikh and Hindu weddings in…well…London. Maybe its the not knowing exactly where you stand at any given moment. I’ve seen enough (and be in) Church of England weddings to know the game plan pretty well. I’m rambling.
There will be a link to a few more images on my Facebook Business gallery…that link will appear at the end of the images below. So scroll, look and click.
I was the first person there. Call it insurance when dealing with the M25
Wonderful light…with a fill light to boot
This little archway was just spectacular for light shaping. PLUS……
…the other side bounced light back to those walking towards it. Life is a studio as they say.
Movember came early
I don’t know



Throwing a brick at the couple isn’t exactly what I had in mind


Babe-o-rama




Never trust a man you find in an alley — or a tennis court



Its like Close Encounters in there
Table diamontes should come with a health warning (bottom two images)

First day with his new hook! You had to be there

I leave those kids for 5 minutes and I come back to a line dance

OK…well…this was a test. Only a test. I had seen this idea before but hadn’t ever tried it. With winter on the way it seemed a good time to find something for those dark nights. Not knowing if this would work or just be a waste of time I borrowed Jess and Bob figuring if it didn’t work then I hadn’t wasted any of the Bride and Groom’s time (not that Jess and Bob’s time is any less valuable but it wasn’t their wedding day…you know what I mean). Well…it did work. Thanks to Jess and Bob!
As promised, you can find a few more images from Rachel and Tom’s day on my Facebook Business Page
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Back in the late 80s Toyota (yes, this is a blog post about a wedding in Midhurst) had a very annoying yet very addictive advertising campaign featuring a chap called Ernest (real name Jim Varney). In it Ernest was always trying to get his point across the mysterious ‘Vern’. “Hey Vern” was the battlecry and from there all things developed. Imagine when I get an email from a ‘Vern’ enquiring about wedding photography. To count them would be futile but the number of times in our consult meeting I wanted to say “hey Vern” were pushing more fingers and toes than I’ve got (so 20+ as I have the requisite number). Even on the wedding day I was tempted. But I knew it would mean nothing. So, for all you ‘Vern’ lovers out there. Click here to get in the game.
The star studded element didnt stop there. With Hannah and Vern being fans of a certain Westwood (yes, Tim Westwood, the DJ) they contacted him about DJ the wedding. Whilst Westwood replied that he doesn’t do weddings he did send a personal video message to them. How cool is that?
I was particularly taken in the colour choice for the wedding. White and grey. Sometimes a very dark grey at that. Not something I had seen before. Unique…just like Hannah and Vern. We dodged the rain, enjoyed the clouds and even did some RickRolling. What a great day. Thanks for having us around.
There will be a link to more images after these…so scroll down and then click at the bottom!
A great Bridesmaid’s work is NEVER done


For those of you who think you can’t turn back the hands of time
Thumbs up…no really…its not THAT hard
Hannah’s Dad and part time meteorologist
Some assembly required

Dad waits for the first look
Vern Witch


Not sure who looks happier?
Time to sing some Beyonce
A pre-arranged, clandestine, Bride/Photographer collaboration to get a camera shy Dad in a natural photo (apparently)

Skinny dip
Damn…ruin(ed)
Hey Vern

Window dressing
lurker
One owner…needs work
Yes, dear
I wouldn’t otherwise include a table plan…but check out the top right table name



You’ve been RickRolled
The lengths of some people!


To see more images from Hannah and Vern’s Cowdray Walled Gardens wedding, click here
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Ahh…the lovely Nicola. But she goes by Nikki. Unlike my wife who would crack me over the head for calling her such. What’s the point? There is none. Welcome to my world.
Nikki and Dan were the first of my double wedding weekend. A lovely way to start the middle of September. I joined Nikki and her family at the pub across the road from their church in Chiddingfold…the lovely Crown Inn. Ironic that this was the location for one of my very first weddings many years ago. Things change I guess.
A quick hop across the road (well, she did ride in the awesome VW camper van) to church meant there was no excuse for being late. Of course having 112 bridesmaids all under the age of 14 would give anyone reason to be late. OK, I’m exaggerating. It was still a lot.
Once finished with the ceremony it was back in the ‘bus’ to Ramster. A lovely venue in the Surrey forests between Chiddingfold and Petworth. The sun was warm meaning a lovely break in the courtyard before heading back to speeches (which were first) and the evening reception. A lovely day.
There will be a link to more images after these…so stay tuned and scroll down.
Its all oldy woldy at The Crown Inn
Nice charms :)


The lovely Jill (Gill)
No pressure with the parents watching. Nikki’s Dad spent a few years as a police photographer. No car crash photos this week!
Dan raises the Isle of Man flag
Indeed she is
..it all starts so well…
…before going pear shaped



Thank goodness for the window eh
The love bus arrives




Snappy McSnapperson
Suddenly Dan’s got the Churchill about him

This is how it starts…soon there’s beer cans and underwear….not a pretty sight
“I thought you had the key”



Inside the Long Hall…its lovely…honest…until they put the Bride and Groom in the DARKEST PART OF THE ROOM!



King Kenny!
Sadly, I didn’t seem to make an appearance




Clearly she’s NOT that impressed
You’ll never dance alone
As promised, you can see more from Nikki and Dan’s Ramster wedding by visiting my Facebook Business Page. Do tag yourself..you may have to ‘Like’ the page first.
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On a hook, in a tree, if I eat them Sam, will you let me be?
Blue Van Man
Ye Olde Tithe Barn
Dear Mr Saville
Katie’s mum gets asks the eternal question…”do you want me to open a can of whip ass?” (actually, she was just telling her not to cry…its called fibbing with pictures)
Yes…your eyes DO NOT deceive you….that is the Registrar!








About as serious as you can get out of Katie
Practicing for the first dance!
straight
Veils…NASA’s second choice in attempting to stop a landing space shuttle





It was all a joke that actually turned out quite alright


The start of Hurricane Katie

A groom, a bride, the cakemaker and a knife — quite literally
Tossing


Blackmail
Blue Man Van Redux

“….a brand new car”
David IS McLovin


You know its going to be a good day when! btw, 12:47 is my phone…haven’t washed it since :)


Emma reacts to the third attempt to get the dress ‘just right’.
No dinner and a movie first?
The amazing waves on the amazing dress
Clandestine


Less of a toss of pedals and more of a dump — leaving the delicate job to the boys


I don’t usually mix b&w with colour…who cares

Gran? You still there! Oh yes!!!

Ahem!
I never organise these things…but they do often happen






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