

impressive building eh ?
and this is the back door !

A car swishes into
the courtyard,
containing Wendy and her father, Pieter Vink.
this picture looks
posed - as if the car is standing still,
not so - I'm about to be run over, and cartwheel sideways like an acrobat
. . .
Wendy and her father
Pieter emerge from the car and head for the wedding,
whilst the chauffeur in the background does a really good impression of the
minister of silly walks . . .
(the chauffeur is a nice guy - from Antique Autos I believe)


In the picture
to the right,
the brides father swings a punch at the registrar, whilst everyone else in
the building looks the other way (so there won't be any witnesses).
I'm joking here
(I say this quickly so that I don't end up in trouble). .
Pieter is simply
clarifying a point -
he's asking - do I sit down now or later . . ..
and he's pointing oddly enough - at a seat.
so everyone looks at what Pieter is pointing at,
yes . . . . it's a seat . . . .

Wow - hot day - just married - what everyone needs is a drink .
to the right -
drinks being poured
as one bride and groom
emerge in a doorway behind the drinks.
this picture turned
out well
you'd think that I'd planned it . . . .

Wendy and Russ make their exit from the building - clutching the all important drinkies !
It's a hot day
-
we don't want to dehydrate - do we !!

Russells mum and dad appear and ask for a picture,
here it is . . . (one of many pictures really)


Matching Dutch bridesmaids - in deep discussion with family.
I'd hazard a guess at the conversation,
but I wouldn't
understand it . .
(it would be in Dutch).

The Vink family - all the way from Holland
Ah - you note -
they're too far from the camera,
either I can move closer or . . . .



One person missing from the family line up in the pictures above
was Martin Vink.
Pieter Vink (brides father) explained that we seemed to have lost Martin.
never mind I said
(not wishing to be trampled again)
I'm sure that we'll find Martin later on. . . .
here he is to the right - he was off in the bushes hiding . . . . . . . >>>
odd choice of camouflage
but then again - if he hid behind one of those bouquets and sat in a bridesmaids lap - he might blend in a bit better.
clever fellow - what a brilliant excuse . . . . . .

The Dixon clan - the English half of the wedding guests.

But they can still have a bit of fun . .
the lady in the foreground is Nanna
she's quite elderly, can't get about very well and is very important to Russell.
So - she's at the front . . .
Detail of Wendy's hair decoration.
someone asked Wendy where she got it . .
she casually mentioned that she made it . .
wow . . .


Cragside looking
rather dramatic
with a lovely sky above it,
(Wendy and Russell are in the picture somewhere)
this was the hottest day of the year so far
(there were two
weather forecasts for today. one said - showers and rain later -
the other said - hottest day of the year - glorious sunshine.
I could do weather
forecasts like that . . .
it might
rain -
but then again - it might not . . . . . . errr . .

On to the reception,
Here we have the
Master of ceremonies -
a Kiwi - who explained to me that personal space in New Zealand
consists of at least 5 metres - I asked
if sheep were allowed within that space ? . . .
he frowned and said . .
I make the sheep jokes around here.

The Wendy Vink owners manual . . .
friends have compiled
and very professionally put together for Russell -
an owners manual for his new bride !
filled with vital facts - such as - the meaning of a raised eyebrow . . . .
the need for telepathy . . . .
what a flipping
good idea . . . .
I wish I'd had one for my lady,
it would have been useful in the early days . . . . . . .

Russell and Wendy
decide -
that due to the weather
(hottest day of the year so far !)
the speeches will take place
on the Grass outside - smart move !

Poppies . . Papaver reddyorangyii
No . . . this isn't a picture from a gardening website - or a seed catalogue . . .
read on . . .
all will be revealed . . .


What can we say - the lady said she likes poppies . .
by pure chance
- we pass a field strewn with poppies . . .
and immediately take advantage of them.
(even in this country
-
I don't think it's illegal to take advantage of a poppy !).

The couple being
rock climbers -
this pose was no problem to them . . .
yes - that is the sea below them . . .
At this point I
discovered that I was perched
in a precarious position.
Russell pointed out that if I fell -
I should throw the camera to him,
as it contained his wedding photographs.
I asked him 'what
about me' -
I'd get hurt
and anyway - I'm not a very good swimmer . . ..
he said with a smile - you're replaceable - the pictures aren't !.
hmmm - nice to know that I'm valued . . . . .

this might look
like an odd picture
- well - there's a story . .
Wendy had explained to me that she really likes rocks - (you have already noted that she and her husband are rock climbers !).
being in this part of the world - there's plenty of rock about - it's just a case of being choosy and finding a clean bit of rock to play with.
so - we found some rock and played with it .
in case you're
wondering - yes - the picture was taken 200 feet up a cliff and yes - I had
to wear a safety harness - and yes - we used a very strong glue to stick Wendy
and Russell to the cliff face . . . .
and yes . . . I'm pulling your leg . . . .
immediately after
this picture - Wendy and Russell returned to join their guests
and partied on into the summer evening.

also.
last but not least . .
we found an old building to play with.
Theres nothing
ordinary about these people,
or their pictures !
A Wedding
photographer in Northumberland , North East England, Alan is the winner of many
major awards for portrait, wedding and fashion photography,
although operating from a studio in Morpeth, Northumberland, he is happy to
travel for the right commissions.
Cragside near to
Rothbury in Northumberland hosted the Wedding of Russell Dixon and Wendy Vink.
Cragside is now a National Trust property - which can be persuaded to host weddings
. . .
Cragside was built in the Victorian Gothic style by an architect called Norman
Shaw (his buildings have a character of their own and are immediately recognisable)
the house was commissioned by Lord Armstrong, a man whose career began as a
lawyer and ended as an engineer responsible for everything from shipyards to
guns to turbines - enough of the building - lets see the pictures . . . .