7th May 1987 – Walsgrave, Coventry – UK
It’s mid morning at the beginning of May, a day or so after the May-day Bank Holiday and the weather in Coventry is like that of a mid-July day. Its warm, the sun is shining and there is plenty to be excited about, not least because the City’s football team – the Sky Blues are a little over a week away from their first F.A. Cup final at Wembley. There is a buzz around the city and aside from the football, today is a day that a certain blonde-haired 4 year old will remember for the rest of his life. I’ll never forget the 7th of May 1987, as it was a day that changed my life forever, as well as being the day my baby sister was born – it was the day the UK’s first McDonalds Drive-thru was opening in Coventry. One of the greatest days of my life – I can remember it so well. While my parents were upstairs in the maternity ward of Walsgrave hospital, mum doing her thing while dad paced the corridor outside. I was a short walk down the road enjoying my first Happy Meal. Great times for our family, such a special day 😉
14th May 2017 – The Cotswalds – UK
Fast forward 30 years (almost to the day) and its another special day for our family – we’re in The Cotswolds this time in a small cottage tucked away in a tiny village. Its mid-morning on the day of my little sister Emma’s wedding – the chaos of bridal prep seems to have all settled down, the cottage is quiet – everyone has been moved down stairs, at the bottom of the stairs to be exact – waiting for their first glimpse of the bride as she comes down wearing her dress, for the first time.
I’m crouched on the floor, in an upstairs room – its silent and the mood is tense. The door is closed and on the other side of it my dad, Derek – the father of the bride waits nervously for his cue to enter the room.
“I’m not doing it! – don’t let him in, I can’t – I’m not ready” Emma pleads nervously – her voice breaking.
“I’m not looking at him, I can’t turn round.” She protests as she looks in the the mirror, biding herself a little more time.
Eventually she calms herself and turns towards the door –
“OK, I’m ready.” The door opens
“STOP IT! don’t you dare start crying!” Emma says to Dad as he opens the door and sees his little girl in her wedding dress for the first time. I’m not sure I’ll ever see anyone so proud as my Dad was in that moment, which set the tone for the most emotional wedding I’ve ever shot.
I shot this wedding alongside my good friend Steve of Bridgwood Wedding Photography – the images in this blogpost are a mixture of his and mine. It was such an honour to be able to photograph Emma marry Ben and having my man Steve shoot it with me on the day meant I could enjoy the day, spend time with family and know that I’m covered. Thanks so much for being with me on the day Bro – I owe you one big time!