It was an early start for me on Friday, setting off from Brighton in time to photograph Julie’s wedding preparations in her parent’s home in Winchelsea. I arrived early and went first to look at the Church of St Thomas the Martyr, where the couple were to be married. It’s a beautiful old church, with a rather half finished look to the exterior. Apparently it’s part of a grander building planned by Edward 1 but never completed. As with most old churches it’s very gloomy inside and not ideal for wedding photography. I had arranged to speak to to Father Howard when I got there, to see what he would allow during the wedding ceremony. He seemed like a nice guy and when I asked if I could take some discreet photos told me ‘If you’re discreet I won’t see you, will I’, which was fair enough. However he wasn’t keen on flash photography, so I had to make do with the available light, or lack of it. You’ll see I’ve converted some of the ceremony shots to black and white, which is sometimes the only way to salvage a shot from difficult lighting conditions (Sodium floodlights yecch!).
Rowan is from Australia, the couple met over there and plan to go back and live there after the wedding. When I got to the centre of Winchelsea I met up with him in the pub opposite the church, where he, and lots of his Aussie friends and family, managed to squeeze in a quick pint before the wedding. Many of the guests had made the trip especially from Australia for the occasion and were really enjoying the grey English skies. Good over here isn’t it?
After the wedding everybody made their way to the reception at The Powdermills Hotel in Battle, an 18th century building set in lovely grounds. I took some group shots while everybody had a drink in the garden, and then set off with the bride and groom to get some photos of them on their own. There were some good locations, a lake at the back, some very leafy backgrounds and a nice looking bridge as you come in the front driveway. We ran a bit over schedule and eventually the couple had to leave and make their entrance at the wedding breakfast. During the speeches there were some lively exchanges between the Oz and Brit contingents. The Aussies seemed particularly pleased that we had won The Ashes and wished us the best of luck next time, at least I think that’s what they said.
The bridesmaids, with shy retiring ring boy Nathan, at the church
Julie arriving at the church with her brother Gavin
Julie and Rowan during the marriage ceremony
The newly married couple get confettied outside the Church of St Thomas the Martyr
Just married and the sun came out!
Arriving at Powdermills in the vintage Chevy
A quick pose over the bonnet
Rowan and best man Daniel, it’s a male bonding thing.
Lookin’ mean (All posed, apart from the guy with the red hair, he looks like that all the time apparently.)
View over the lake to the bridge at Powdermills
Last one of the newly weds before the light went.