Now I know I haven’t finished with the second half of the stag weekend posts so forgive me, but I wanted to write this now before I go away.
I’m heading back from Scott and Jess’ wedding this weekend. They had a handfasting ceremony and asked me to do their photos for them. While I was, of course, honoured that they would ask me and trust me to shoot such an important event, I was more than a little nervous. While I’m comfortable shooting live events and theatre, I had actually never previously shot a wedding. Wedding photography is not something that I have ever really wanted to get into, but I have known Scott since we were very young and Jess a few years now, so I agreed on the understanding that they know my style and they knew what they were getting.
I travelled up on Friday morning and stayed with my dad for the weekend. (I’m not sure how long I will have that luxuary now my mum has started her new job. Their house is up for sale and I guess it all depends on how long that takes to sell.) [read more]
A couple of weeks ago Paul, a work acquaintance of Dana and I, got married. While they married in a small ceremony in Spain, they had a reception back here for around 200 people at a posh hotel. I was invited, as was Phil, Dana and Tim.
We were told about it quite a long time ago, and Dana had spoken to Tim about him going. He’d not been very keen on the idea and had initially tried to convince Dana that she shouldn’t go, simply because he didn’t want to. Thankfully she stood her ground and said she was going, and that it was up to him if he wanted to. He agreed to come along after he’d finished work and made his way back from Birmingham. She offered for him to give both me and Phil a lift back after the reception. [read more]
A little while ago I was asked to write something for a book being put together to be presented to a teacher who was leaving my old theatre school. I thought I would write about something I had photos of — the day before his wedding. After much procrastination I finally sat down one night and wrote this short piece. [read more]
Preston, Lancashire. Home of the University of Central Lancashire. They beat Lancaster University in the sports competition they have each year – Lancaster’s “Warmup to Roses”. So that’s it – Lancaster’s fate at Roses is sealed I guess. And that’s the next time I’ll see the group of people I came up here to see. Roses, York, summer. [read more]