Guy Collier | Documentary Wedding Photographer
That incredible wedding klaxon sounded again on Saturday. And it was probably heard right across Somerset. At this rate I’ll have to install one in my car. Claire and Tom. Somerset. A ridiculously lovely couple with the most ridiculously lovely wedding. If I had to pick some ways to describe the day they’d be these…….
INCREDIBLE WEDDING KLAXON….. I’m on a roll right now. The fantastic weddings of 2013 are coming thick and fast and my 10th of 11 weekends on the bounce continued with the frankly epic story of Fran and Duncan (and this is yet another union across country boundaries, this time Anglo-German). I literally don’t know where…
One word. Wow. Wow. Ok that’s two. But Laura and Sho’s wedding is worth at least two wow’s. At least. After Friday’s trip to West Sussex, Saturday was all about the long drive down to the Dorset coast, and more specifically to Abbotsbury’s Sub-Tropical Gardens for Laura and Sho’s wedding. Weird coincidence alert first –…
Now this is a wedding. I literally had the best time on Friday, down in West Sussex with Wendy and Rich. A few details might explain why….. Wendy is an Aussie, and Rich a Brit. They met in Richmond whilst Wendy was living over here, but now live back in Sydney, and they married in…
England, may I introduce you to Egypt. I’m sure you know each other, but perhaps not quite like this until now. Exactly 365 days after Hannah and Adel met, they married at the sublime Bury Court Barn…….and I was lucky enough to be there to document their wonderful, wonderful day. Sunday couldn’t have had more…
If Carlsberg did weddings…..they’d probably use this one as their template. Charlotte and Peter at Northcote House in Sunningdale Park. Not only did they choose a spectacularly lovely venue to marry in, but they also bought together a fantastic group of people to celebrate their day. With the whole day taking place at Northcote House…
Where do I start with Nikki and Steve? St Paul’s, Willesden Green, Portland Place, Regent’s Park, open-top bus, Oxford Street, shoppers applauding from the pavements, sun, rain, tears, laughter, eating and dancing. Oh we had a ball. I started with Nikki’s prep at the Grange St Paul’s hotel opposite St Paul’s cathedral. Bridesmaids (tall ones!) and…
So this was Friday. I’m writing this on the train home, thanks to the wonder of locomotive-based wifi. I’m still thinking about Phili (short for Philippa) and Ally (short for Alasdair) and what Friday meant to them. I’ll begin at the beginning then. Ally and I know each other, albeit virtually, from a few years…