What a special day!! I love photographing weddings, they make me so happy, and when it’s a friend’s wedding it makes me even happier and feels incredibly special; knowing that they have found someone to love and cherish them for the rest of their lives. It’s a huge privilege being trusted to capture all the moments from the biggest day of a couples life so far.
Chris and Katherine are two incredibly loving people, with great concern for the wellbeing of others! I know that sometimes it’s just not possible to get round every single one of your wedding guests and helpers on the day, but Katherine made it her mission to try her best, not wanting to miss anyone out, making sure everyone knew how thankful she was that they were able to join them on the day. I almost had to tear her away so we still had time for formal portraits!
This was my first Edinburgh wedding with the reception in the city centre instead of the outskirts, and what a view it had! It was incredible being so close to the castle and watching the sunset light hit the side of it walls. A great backdrop for a few more portraits!
As I mentioned yesterday, Matthew and I headed to Edinburgh for the day. We got the train, earlier than anyone should get a train on a Saturday morning (7:50am, not that early, I know), because we were going to pick up a new (to us) car. Matthew sold our trusty Astra a few days ago, after 12 years of being in my family…it was the first car I drove alone after passing my test! Crazy.
We got the train to Haymarket then hopped on a bus out to Broxburn to Mark Wallace Cars where we’d found a sweet deal on a car, then headed back in to the city with it, got lunch, had a stroll along the Royal Mile and took some beaut photos of this handsome chap in front of the castle. Paid an extortionate amount of money for 3 hours parking, headed to Lou Lou’s for a cuppa and then drove home! It sure was a flying visit.
No, I’m not being a stereotypical woman and forgetting to mention what kind of car we bought, I’m just keeping you in suspense. Unfortunately it wasn’t an Aston Martin, but it’s definitely faster than my wee 1.3 Corsa.