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Some far away pics of the wedding party alongside of the church. For some reason I always feel uncomfortable taking pictures at events like these so I have to start far away and build my courage. Creates suspense, though, doesn't it? | |
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"The Steeple and the Brother in Law" Sounds a bit like an Agatha Christie novel. The guy on the right is Dave who helped break Alice's family in, wedding-wise. He married one of Alice's sisters. I'm ashamed to say I can't remember her name. Dave also spun the tunes at the Reception, and fine funky tunes they were too. | |
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And, finally, some of the principal performers... | |
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The dude in the hat was the best man. His name is Chris. It's a fine name and he's an amusing man. The girl with the flowers was a bridesmaid. Again, I have no idea what her name is. Maybe I was taking pictures of the wrong wedding. I expect Alice might know who she is. | |
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Immediately after the ceremony, we ran off to the Bardswell barn to drink champagne, listen to a couple of brief and entertaining speeches and eat cake, before having a bit of a pause to gather steam for the reception proper (which I didn't take any pictures of because I forgot the camera, sorry). | |
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New to married life, Alice and Oliver had no idea which kitchen utensil to use for what. | |
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Us, in our finery, popping back to the hotel for a bit a refresher between courses of champagne. | |
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Relaxing in our palatial room at the Royal Hotel, Mundesley. Note the Advanced Entertainment system which Victoria is demonstrating. | |