Weddings have a habit of bringing out all sorts of emotions on the day. I've seen the odd rowdy bunch after a few vino's in the afternoon, but for the most part, they are a joy to watch and be involved in as a wedding photographer, witnessing an outpouring of happiness and love from friends and family as they congregate to witness and celebrate their loved ones big day. Isobel and Andrew's special day was no exception, and a privilege to photograph.
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A wise man once said to me, "Jon. Don't sweat the small stuff when it comes to wedding day photography. If you've got a lovely couple and the venue looks the part, everything else will fall into place." And you know what, he was right... well most of the time! I have been so lucky to have met some truly wonderful couples over the years, and the warmth and happiness they and their families create on the big day makes my job so much easier. Add some amazing architectural backdrops behind a beautiful bride or handsome groom and everything starts to 'pop'.
Not all that long ago, I was the wedding photographer at a lovely couples wedding in Warwickshire. On that day, I remember the best man wander towards the centre of an informal and relaxed room, as the other speeches had done, and began a saying a few words that initially brought about many a clap, a tear and moments of joy. Towards the end however, the seemingly serene speech detoured into territory that began to unfurl a look of horror on the groom's face.
Of course I jest, as the miniature love potions stationed in front of each person on every table was part of a really lovely and clever nod to the world of literature. Those Harry Potter fans amongst you might indeed recognise Amortentia from a mile away. Described as the 'most powerful love potion in the world', the beautifully designed, bottled, amber liquid was certainly not required at the top table however, as Sarah and Dan enjoyed their first few hours of married life.
Alas, although I had a touch of Gene Kelly and Debbie Reynolds in my mind, the singing was reserved for later in the night from their brilliant band, and not in the rain. It does bring me back to the night however, where I caught a stunning image of the newlyweds, in the gardens of the Three Horseshoes. Backdropped by romantic, bright bulbs, a shining light of optimism for their lives together, Robert, ever the gentleman, sheltered his beautiful bride Bethan from the drops of rain around them.