Emma and Keith were married in the heart of Northumberland
and had their wedding reception in a marquee on their farm.
The fabulous weather (and of course the fabulous countryside ) made for some pretty darned lovely wedding pictures.
We started the day at the church, did the churchy things,
hello – seen you before somewhere – here’s a ring
oh – I’ve got one for you too . . .
ooh we’re married.
That’s doing a great disservice to the church really – the church was in Mitford,
it’s ancient – with medieval origins, its a flipping historic pile of stonework – and well worth an article on my website on it’s own
but I’m concentrating on the wedding reception here . . .
(otherwise I will get totally confused and start talking about church things like rood screens and Chancels
and you’ll get bored . . .
so to stave off any signs of boredom
here’s a picture of four men blasting shotguns at a bride and groom
I’ve managed to time the shot reasonably well, and captured the smoke and flame coming out of the barrel of one of the guns.
yes . . . you noticed, the shots are fired over their heads . . .
Well. That does make things a little safer, doesn’t it !
what could possibly go wrong ??
Arriving at the marquee, our hero and heroine hop up the steps and skip into the marquee.
(slight exaggeration there . . . artistic licence you understand . . . 🙂 )
the feller doing the introduction in the marquee,
The master of ceremonies, is a shepherd, he used his sheep whistle to keep the guests in check . . .
Speeches ensue, and the ritual humiliation of the groom is undertaken by the best man, who makes reference
to an incident on a dual carriageway involving a tractor . . .
As the light starts to fade – men armed with a blowtorch, light candles to attract evening guests
Ah – did I mention the light beginning to fade ?
we were treated to a rather magnificent sunset
so . . . keeping things serious ( or not . . . )
the wedding party generally larked about in the dusk.
This particular marquee was something like Doctor Who’s tardis . . .
well – not quite a time machine, but when you stepped inside, it became apparent that it was quite huge.
a full dance floor was fitted at one end – along with a band
The final pictures show our lovely bride,dancing with her father at the end of the evening.
Thank you Emma and Keith, for trusting me with your wedding pictures !