It is not difficult to compare the amount of preparation and rehearsal that goes into your wedding day to that which went on when organizing the D-Day landings. You can micromanage every single element and double-double check that everything is in place for your special day; Church and vicar booked – check, Reception venue booked – check, Caterers and menu for the reception organized – check, Drinks (copious amounts) available – check, Flowers organised – check, Photographer booked (never forget the photographer!) – check, Dress organized – check, Bridesmaids dresses ready – check.
The list goes on and on, not forgetting to check that your husband, or wife-to-be is going to be there.
Save for instances of cold feet or vehicles breaking down, usually everything goes remarkably smoothly where the actual marriage is concerned; fate only tends to interfere once the reception starts and that is where things have the greater potential to go wrong.
It is not uncommon for the best man to get the bride’s name wrong, usually calling her by the name of the groom’s previous girlfriend, and there is usually somebody who gets inordinately drunk and who creates mayhem wherever they go. Of all the people who attend your wedding though, you’d think on the list of potential troublemakers, your grandmother would come pretty near the bottom.
Well for one couple, when it came to leaving the reception, they doubtless and naively breathed a massive sigh of relief that everything had gone brilliantly and that not only they, but everybody else, had survived the day without incident. Clearly the lesson to be learnt from the video below is that the day is not over until the fat lady sings.
Well, it’s an easy mistake to make; mixing up the hand you got confetti in with the hand that’s holding a glassful of Pimms. This is the sort of video you have to watch a second time just to confirm you have actually seen what you thought you saw. It’s difficult to know who to feel more sorry for, the radiant but somewhat damp bride, or the hideously embarrassed grandmother who really doesn’t know what to do with herself as she doesn’t seem to be able to find a hole big enough to crawl into.
I will be honest and say that it is actually the grandmother I feel far sorrier for because she would have been brimming full of pride and incredibly happy before her slip up. One only hopes that all the guests rallied round and managed to persuade her to see the funny side of events.
As a Swindon wedding photographer I will admit to having seen quite a number of incidents at weddings that the bride and groom would not want recorded for posterity. However, it would be wholly unprofessional of me to make mention of any of these as wedding days are to be shared amongst friends and family and are otherwise extremely private affairs.
So, on the basis that I will promise not to throw champagne all over the bride at any time during the day, if you are looking for a discreet, reliable and extremely professional wedding photographer, I would be more than delighted for you to get in touch with me.