What better way to spend a New Year’s Eve than hopping on a plane to Guernsey. It’s no mean feat traveling by air to photograph a wedding, specialist negotiation skills are required at check in and squeezing more than 10 kilos of kit Hoodini style into hand luggage are essential talents. Luckily for me it was smooth, no fog to keep me from Sophie and Andrew’s wedding but Carly was a little wide eyed at the landing in a gale force 9 wind …
The Yabsley’s chose to fly me across the Channel for my unobtrusive, honest and sensitive approach to wedding photography. No group shots, no posing, just the story as it unfolded.
Sophie and Andrew’s wedding began at the Greffe (for UK readers that would be our registry office), an understated but emotional affair, then off to the stunning Bella Luce boutique hotel for preparation for their humanist ceremony in the candle lit wine cellar. There were tears, laughter and everything in between. It was beautiful, understated and perfect.
Clearly the guests were there to party, there were birthdays and emigrations and New Year’s Eve to celebrate. And celebrate they did, until 6am the following morning.
Sophie and Andy, I was honoured to be a part of this, thank you so much for choosing me.
And a huge thank you again to Carly my lovely talented second photographer and traveling companion.