Rudding Park, Harrogate, Yorkshire.
Anne and Tony
were married at Rudding Park, a rather stupendous architectural pile near Harrogate.
Rudding Park also has a Church 'on site' which can be booked for a wedding.
Anne and Tony went the full monty, with a civil service
inside Rudding Park,
then a blessing by a Bishop
in Rudding Park's very own Church
(The Church really is in the grounds, opposite
to the restaurant entrance !)

Here we see that
the florist has been at work,
winding lots of white ribbon around the stems
of lots of cream roses.
Yep - a colour theme begins to form,
to rather stunning effect !
as you'll see later
. .
Anne and Tony took
the colour theme and applied it in a really tasteful fashion to the whole
day !

shoes lurk upon
a window sill, the pattern upon them you will note,
is a rather tasteful
gold and cream.

In the same window
area,
we encounter a really beautiful inhabitant of the room.
what a wonderfully
innocent and good natured smile this little lady has . .
she's absolutely
beautiful.
the photograph
isn't too bad either,
though the photographer,
by his own admission,
is a bit grotty and has no actual hairstyle.
(though there is lots of hair there - it defies an actual style).
I digress . . .she's
perfect, don't you think ?

The rings are around
(ok we all know
that rings are round)
these round rings
are rather special and have messages of love engraved within them.
I've seen this
on mediaeval rings,
the tradition goes back over many centuries, tremendously romantic !

A lady in a bathrobe
appears and just so happens to be Anne, the bride.
I immediately continue
the cream and gold theme of these pictures by printing this in black and white,
just like the last one . ..
oops. . . . .
actyally (badly
typed actually)
(or it could be
actually as pronounced with a Southern American drawl).
actually - this
picture and the previous one, both look better in monochrome,
which is the smart
word for black and white.
so there . .

Guess what's in
this bottle ? guess what happens next ?
Yep, everyone had
a little sip of drinkies . . . .

Time has a habit
of flying on wedding days.
the final thirty
minutes always lasts about six minutes.
Here an arm surmounted
by a hat helps Anne to swap
her rather fetching bathrobe for an even more
fetching dress.
also cream and
gold.
you'll have to
trust me on that one, honest, I tell no fibs,
but it really did
look good in black and white too . . .

With Anne safely
strapped into her splendid dress,
I go in search of the boys and find Tony
and the men lurking at the side of the building.
Tony's jacket is
also following the cream and gold theme,
but you can't see
it on this picture,
honest - it really
is . . . . . darn it.
OK I admit it -
I actually LIKE black and white pictures.
I think that they
almost concentrate the viewers vision in the same way that a drawing does,
whereas a painting in colour quite often appeals to emotions,
a drawing can
be appreciated for it's form and shape . . . . .
at this point,
I'll cease discussing this as it might seem that I know what I'm talking about.
So . to the left,
we have our bride and groom within Rudding Park,
in the process of being married
by a registrar, who, incidentally, was absolutely brilliant.


a couple
lit from behind
(it's called backlighting)
backlighting is
always fun for a photographer . . .
leading to silhouettes and alsorts.
enough of such
technicalities,
note the standards
of flowers
wrapped in gauze and ribbon,
wow - I love such
things,
at once delicate and graceful,
reaching from interior design into the realm of art.
hey - If Joseph
Beuys could get away with
describing a felt suit as Art,
then I'd absolutely defend the action of
wrapping a plant in gauze and calling it Art.

I fit the camera
into the small helicopter that
I carry around for such uses,
then get an aerial
view of a witness signing the register
Anne and Tony are in the foreground
and the rather
brilliant plants wrapped in gauze
are just in shot.

Here's a sight
you don't see often,
the bride and groom arrive at the Church together !
The Church being
across the road from the wedding venue.
Your photographer
was concealed in the pews and caught them
with the camera as they made their rather grand entrance.

AAAh you say.
at last we can
see the cream and gold that this photographer has been rattling on about.
The church looks pretty splendid.
(as do our bride
and groom of course !)

I'm not sure if
this picture needs a comment.
perhaps . .. long
lens held steady by photographer from 150 feet away.
will that do .
does this girl
look good in the dress ?
there's only one
answer and it's an anagram
sey !

The blessing is
over and Tony & Anne exit the church.
little spots of
rain fall all around, minimising the time we can spend fussing about.
(who likes fussing
about anyway ?)

Confetti makes
an appearance as a tremendously happy crowd hurl it skywards
the breeze whips
it about in a jolly fashion.

Couldn't show a
wedding at Rudding park without the staircase.
erm . . yes, you
can photograph it from ordinary angles too.
the hot air baloon
in the centre of the picture
isn't actually a balloon,
just in case you wondered.

Splendid cake
and below - being
cut in black and white by our lovely couple
the cake is situated
in the dining room,
the same room that the Wedding ceremony was held in shortly before.


I locate some rather
tastefully wrapped favours
they're lounging
about on dining tables,
not suspecting for a moment that they'll be
photographed and catapulted onto the world wide web
and therefore viewed everywhere from South Africa to Alaska.
anyhow - they're
wrapped in gauze - a bit like the flowers that I'd been admiring earlier .
. . .
you can't learn
good taste . . .
you just know when things look right. and this looked right !!

During the meal,
a dimly lit creature
lurked about the exterior of the building.
Peeking in at windows
and clutching a camera, he captures the couple enjoying their meal !
not a bad image
though !

And after the meal,
the party begins.
The maniac with
the camera returns indoors
and captures the atmospheric scene
as the band begins to play . . .

And this was one
of Anne and Tony's favourite images.
It's one of mine
too.
Dancing in the
dark.
the strange window
shapes on the wall
are caused by the lights outside of the building.
the room was in
almost total darkness.
a perfect
ending to a perfect day.
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