Headlam Hall wedding
Harriet and David had an absolutely lovely wedding day
Their Headlam Hall wedding was in late summer / early Autumn,
so we had that moody atmosphere at dusk to play with,
it only seems to feel like that at this time of year.
The sun sets, then there’s twilight, and maybe a low mist in the fields,
it isn’t cold – cool perhaps – but certainly not cold.
And the atmosphere is pure magic.
This sort of feeling at dusk, often brings over me an odd feeling of nostalgia,
as I get the feeling that I’ve been in such places before, as a child,
you know – that time of day in Autumn, when the street lights are coming on,
the glow of light from shop windows, shadowy figures shopping in the streets.
Ah – back to the present day – and extricating myself from this nostalgic feeling that I speak of . . .
you will probably want to see pictures that show what I’m talking about.
take a look . . . they’re below.
I’m going to upload quite a few pictures from Headlam Hall weddings, so watch this space
the feller below, found his way to the bar at Headlam Hall.
hmmm. is he old enough to be drinking ?
OK. It’s a Headlam Hall wedding, so you want to see some Headlam Hall wedding pictures . . .
here goes ! I arrive and find bridesmaids, not posing, simply drinking champagne
but in a curiously mirrored pose,
I know it’s not a mirror – and the poses aren’t identical
but I did a bit of a double take when I saw this scene,
as for some odd reason – it almost looks like the bridesmaids
are in totally identical but opposite poses,
they said they weren’t posing- and really, they weren’t,
the girls were naturally elegant, that’s all.
Ooh – you might be interested to see Harriets wedding present for the man in her life
it was a surprise pressie.
Harriet wanted to capture the moment that he first saw it arriving,
so I distracted David with a picture, leaving a bit of space to the right hand side of the image,
for the car that was due to arrive exactly on time . . .
Meanwhile inside Headlam Hall wedding co-ordinator and registrar arrive
asking important questions
‘who are you ?
what . . . you’re getting married !
well this is a surprise . . .
I guess that explains the dress then . ..’
Registrar departs, and leaves girls alone
left to their own devices, they do serious things . . . as girls do. 🙂
The girls chatting, just before hopping downstairs to the Headlam Hall wedding Headquarters, currently staffed by the groom,
a bunch of usher types, and sundry guests.
Poor feller – even though he’s surrounded by friends and family,
this is a sort of lonely moment for a man.
Eyes left. Something’s happening . . .
( well, I did’t actually shout ‘yippee’, that would be silly,
it would attract attention to myself, and I’d feel such a fool).
(even imagining the thought of yelling Yippee at this point must make you doubt the photographers sanity).
hmmm. I’d best get into serious mode here.
Right. stuff is happening at this point, the registrar (feller on the right)
is kinda reading stuff to everyone,
bride and groom stand smiling,
everything proceeding as normal.
Grooms father looks on, the look on his face is emotional/serious/happy.
The picture tells a story doesn’t it !
Bride puts ring on grooms finger.
Register is singed at this point.
(candles nearby, you understand . . . )
I was kidding, singed is just a mis-spelled signed.
so it was signed at this point – not singed.
just so you don’t get confused I should state
‘The register did not actually catch fire’
More stuff happens, then Harriet and David, walk down the aisle, looking extremely happy !
And emerge from Headlam Hall wedding function suite, immediately turning sepia in the process.
(dunno how that happened, I must have pressed the wrong button somewhere).
Harriet grabs grandma and has a picture taken with her.
Harriets brother tries to get into a picture,
and Harriet cunningly thwarts him,
camouflaging his face with a bouquet.
We nab a quick picture of everyone,
I try to hurry things along a bit – I shout
‘I think we should hurry at this point – it might rain’
someone shouts back
‘no it won’t’
I’m thinking – from where they’re standing – it looks like a blue sky,
but from where I’m standing – that sky is anything but blue . . and those clouds are moving fast !
no . . . not very, EXTREMELY, cute bridesmaid.
Harriet and David make an exit.
I like this picture, it’s dynamic, it shows what’s actually happening,
and of course it makes the dress look good 🙂
Taking a quick walk in the gardens, a little bit of time together.
and of course, time to pose and look stunning in that dress !
I forgot to mention,
attached to the handle of Harriets bouquet,
was a little memento of Grandma.
Back inside Headlam Hall wedding things are happening,
someone has placed one of those tree things on a table,
it’s a tree thing, where guests are encouraged to dip their thumbs in paint,
and make thumb prints, which then look like leaves upon the tree.
On the tree, you can also sign your name next to your thumb print.
(just in case people don’t immediately recognise you from your smudge).
above, signing a smudge.
Above, very cute little bridesmaid ( she was pictured earlier, hugging her teddy bear)
she finds the inky painty stuff, and the tree thing now becomes an art lesson.
This is the deal – you find your name on the card thingy on the big green board,
this shows you where your seat is, then you take your seat. Simple. 🙂
All too soon, it’s time for the wedding breakfast
(wedding days race past, honestly, it’s like a flipping time warp !)
And then we have toasts (some call them speeches – but I think the official parlance is toasts).
Above, we see the best man plotting his speech, whilst the groom delivers his toast.
And of course the guests reactions to the speeches are polite, no bread roll throwing, no catcalls,
a very civilised bunch.
Bridesmaid finds bubbles on table.
immediately fills the air with bubbles.
why not ?
dunno where this picture fits in . . . it probably came after the sunset picture,
oh yes, the sunset picture,
I’ll place a copy of it here – just so that you know what it looks like.
Yes, I know . . it’s a different sunset picture to the one at the start of the page, but I took a few, and I couldn’t choose !
Then – the first dance.
I have found during countless first dances at weddings,
there is often a character in a purple jumper, standing about on the dance floor,
totally unaware that this is an important moment for the couple.
Of course, a purple jumper isn’t always worn
(that would make these characters easier to spot)
the tactic of the first dance interruptor
is usually to stand on the side of the dance floor
and importantly – to look the other way from the couple.
other tactics employed are
1) find it absolutely necessary to head for the bar at this point – cutting past the bride and groom in the process.
2) find it imperative to speak to someone on a table right next to where the bride and groom are dancing
3) dash either to or from the toilet – of course, the dance floor is in the way – and needs must . . .
4) carry three pints of beer and a soft drink to your table – via the dance floor,
this must be done DURING the first dance,
so that everyone in the room notices that you have bought a round of drinks.
Joking about purple jumpers aside (I’m sure the feller had an innocent reason for being there)
Harriet dances with one of her bridesmaids.
A strange masonic ritual ensues,
I think it’s some sort of hand signal.
Ah no . . it’s a dance isn’t it ! photographed from above.
(I used a small helicopter to get the aerial view of this group of dancers).
It’s a ceilidh band. above you see the bridesmaid who caught the bouquet,
dashing through an archway of arms, with the feller she spent the whole day with . . .
( hmmm. she caught the bouquet, he looks ok . . . wedding on the horizon ?)
more strange dancing things happen.
A good caption for this picture might be
‘trust me, I’m a doctor’. 🙂
(Harriet and David are Doctors – you can just imagine turning up at A&E and finding this bunch treating you !)
if I get a choice as to who sticks a stethoscope on my chest – I pick the one with the horses head, he looks trustworthy.
who would you choose ?
Thank you Harriet and David,
for allowing me to document your lovely wedding day.
I thoroughly enjoyed every minute. even the sparkler mayhem at the end !