Often, when I deliver their wedding package in the weeks after their celebration, couples say: we planned this for so long, and it was over in an instant. This year I guess I've realised how that goes for a photographer's wedding season, too.
Rosie and Billy's was my final wedding in the UK, and their day took us back to our roots. Billy and I were classmates, way back when, so it felt particularly special to finish my season with their marriage, in a day which celebrated old friends, new family, and coming home.
While Billy and his groomsmen prepared elsewhere, I joined Rosie and her girls - plus one enthusiastic groomsmaid - at home in rural Norfolk. The cake arrived safely (with only a little lick from mucky-pup Ella) and the rain held off. Guests arrived at the village church, which was packed to the rafters to see the couple say their vows. Billy's godfather performed a moving and personal ceremony, before all two-hundred guests lined up for the confetti throw. The party continued at Rosie's parents', where a grand backyard reception got underway as the summer sun dipped. The wedding crew threw some poses, the champagne flowed, and a ceilidh band kept guests on their toes.
It was wonderful to finish my season with old friends, and spend some time in the villages we grew up in before starting my adventure in pastures new. Thank you to both families for making me so welcome in your homes, and to Guy especially, for helping me with a last-minute surprise. Billy, Rosie: it's been wonderful to see your love blossom. Thanks for having me there at the start; and now, at the beginning of your next chapter.
Dress: Wtoo Bridal
Flowers: Swaffham and Fakenham Florist
Hair: Hair by Amy
Make-up: Bella Makeup
Catering: Manor Farm Hog Roasts