Did I tell you there's a wedding soon?

Yes, a wedding. And no, the snap is not related. Well, it is in that the piggies is 'owned' or at least looked after by The Crofter Sir and Mrs2b.

This week is their wedding. Have been searching for something that doesn't require ironing. That's the bane of weddings, one is almost obliged to use an iron on ones' clothes and the iron may or may not work! Have people not heard of Crushed Cotton - quite the latest thing I hope.

Camera to take to said wedding; it's indoors this ere wedding. Hotel and all that - one with a roof so I am preparing well. I have form with photographing these events. Just check here for a few masterpieces from previous matrimonials and everything.

In celebration of this momentous event, I'd love you to send me your fav celebratory snaps to be shown here - soon . wiesmier [at] hotmail.co.uk

At the wedding of Joby & Sophie Ingram-Dodd

Did I tell you I went to a wedding on the mainland? No, well, we went to a wedding on the mainland recently. Nice too. I took some snaps while I was there. Special snaps with a character all of their own. I might have to lith one of these up - just for the happy couple so they can hide it somewhere for someone to find in fifty years time - if the human race is still talking to each other by then and has not been fried by the hot weather or, run out of food or something.

And that's a snap of me sis - probably. Maybe it's my younger sister. I like it whoever it is anyway. Look, there's a hand in her hair. EH? How did that happen ?

I'm not taking bookings despite the obvious demand for my services to, well not wedding photography that's for sure. Maybe for services to film-users. A booking might compromise my artistic socialist meditative temperament or something. And I might have to go to the mainland more often - and that would never do. Have you seen the traffic there? And the buildings? Where do they keep their sheeps?

The obligatory family group - not sure if that's my family. Can it be? Well, it could be. Yes, I think it is. At the moment anyway.

The resistance piece or whatever one calls it. Depicting the moment the groom described his profession. Or do I mean 'admitted to' ?

Either way, it's a masterpiece - just so you know!

Listen.

This was the wedding [2]

This chimney sweep arrived too late to sweep the chimney of the church stove but stayed for the wedding anyway!

The Great Elviski - all the way from Poland via Manc - wows the happy couple in the reception teepee. Ugh Huh!

Baron von Hoyster with my nephew, now actor and former track cyclist Joby [on the right. Sir Chris on the left. Yes, that's it] after a glass of champagne. Or two.

Mr Hunter has breakfast on the balcony of La Rosa. The church of the wedding in the background - next to the ruined Abbey

Lucrecia and Ellen prepare to look fab

The clan in La Rosa having high[ish] tea

Just back from the weekly Lewis Photographica coffee session and find myself still suffering from some ghastly bug that seems to be ravaging my bod at the moment. I have only enough energy to scan a neg or two before retiring to bed and then out to work later [life eh? ].

Well, since I took a couple of rolls of colour film while away I have started to have a look at what I can salvage from these. Not convinced with colour really. Seems far too complicated so I have converted some to monochrome - which is far from satisfactory but will have to suffice till I get this new fangled colour thing sorted. Any colour change of the image is purely due to my incompetence - or if you like it - due to my brilliance! Apologies for the slight blotchiness in some images but it appears that the lab technician who processed these colour negs for me must have washed her hair in the chemicals first!

The wedding

Don't be impertinent! Yes this was the wedding - or part of it anyway. Messers Commonwealth Games riders trashing the tandem in the grass sprinting.
What? You have never been to a wedding like that?
I hadn't either but I'd be happy to again.

The Wedding

 

Have I told you that we, that's Eve, my civilled up partner of sixteen years and I went to a proper wedding recently. The occasion meant we took a ferry from this here rock o'er to the mainland and traipsed down to Dumfriesshire where the event was taking place. Gosh the weather was warm down there. 

Anyway the betrothal took place in a wood by a loch [no midges either] near Dalbeattie. Lovely cool stroll in with the attendees, bride, groom and signified marrying person. I was overwhelmed with lovelee feeling of joyusness or something by the time we arrived at the 'venue' - a clearing by the lake.

Twas superb. The sun shone [as you may be able to see], the humanist personage spoke, rings were exchanged, a rambling group marched through [really] and we all laughed and applauded in near enough the right places. Best wedding I've yet been to. I wish whoever it was getting hitched the very best of happiness for the future.

Don't call me a skinflint

Oh no, I didn't just use a £1 camera at the wedding , I used this one too. It cost me 50p. Oh look it's that laughing pair Kate Cullen and Eileen Roe trying to outride the boys [they did]  at The Wedding.

Meanwhile, The Man of The Wedding blew the whistle.

wedding

We are off to another Scottish wedding soon and I'm taking a camera hoping to catch a few of my unique wedding images. Somewhere there is a stash of images from other weddings I've attended so perhaps they will do. you will be pleased to know I have decided upon the cameras to take; simple, lightweight and above all, fashionable [in some circles].

Oh and I have yet to decide which gorgeous outfit to wear at the occasion. Shall I wear my fladden sailing suit on account of all the rain down there or, an anglo/Western Isles Shalwar kemeez type of confection that I am, I must admit rather partial to.

USP

 

Unique wedding photography.

I have a set already awaiting so wouldn't even have to attend the wedding. 

I think this snap was from a wedding anyway.

Ps. I have never had a negroni. 

Wedding photography

 

We attended the wedding of a nephew of mine down in the wild south of England in 2013 so I thought I might do some special photography for them. Twas a fine affair is lovely C of E church in the countryside and the reception next door in a hotel. Oh yes, very nice venues and lent itself to fine images - as you can see.

Thinking this was a chance to kick-start my matrimonied upping snaps career I took a Soviet Zorki 'camera' for the event. Oh it was a wild success although I must admit I am still awaiting booking to come through. Maybe I didn't show these images around enough.

His Mum awaits the happening of the marriage of her eldest son to Sophie

You see, I can take nice snaps when I want to. That's my elder sister at the recent wedding of her eldest son wearing a 'hat' and everything. It was red - just in case you are asking.

I think I may take this up for a living. Seems like a doddle to take wedding snaps. The thing is; who else takes snaps like this at weddings? Eh? No-one that's the answer. USP and all that.

I awoke this morning after a restless night [new mattress on the bed ] and then a horrendous dream which meant I had to get up whilst still quite tired as I couldn't face going back into that dream-world. I blame it on Mrs Up-Yours who came round breathing our air, and chatting to our guest - Mr Alex Boyd - him of the hat and the funny camera thing with a cloth over his head. Photographists eh? Mrs Up-Yours went home eventually, leaving her camper cage here. Doh! She did like Mr Boyd's hair though.

Meanwhile I find that Mr Boyd has shot images [he does't do snaps apparently] all over the shop and with lots of peoples - even appearing on the googlebox I'm told. If you see him down Harris way today, give him a wave.

The Wedding

Ice-maidens

Lucrecia

Eve & I were down at Whitby for a wedding recently. Lovely church on a hill overlooking the harbour. The sun was shining, Jon, the handsome and ever-lovely bridegroom was grinning and all was well. Carli the bride looked wonderful and in no time - with a little cajoling from the vicar to us plebians - the two were wed. Out in the sunshine the cameras were shooting this way and that - and some of them at Jon & Carli too. Sir Chris Hoy was there to see it all happen resplendent in his Hebridean tartan kilt. [note to self; tell Chris that Kilts and bouncy castles a good match do not make].

Ellen [and no, I won't forget to mention the O.B.E] was there as well with her hubby Paul and two childs - Lucrecia and Fred - both now too old for their own good. I must say, despite staying in a B&B that was singularly uninspiring["Would you like the room with the four poster bed?" ; yes please we say only to find the thing was a few peices of 2x2 with some rag over the ends!] , and later sleeping in a teepee at the reception field - we had a wonderful time. I mean, even The Jam Man was there.

Wedding; and here's a dilemma

 

My unique wedding photographs have big following. Eve likes them anyway.

In have now shot a few such occasions in this style so can muster a full set of images without even having at attend any more. Much easier and much more environmentally effective than going around the country using fuel, film, chemicals and photo paper. I can just send them my set of images on email.

I'll just have to think about the costs for each booking .....

We have friends in high places you know

Not sure why I said - 'friends in high places" and all that. I was just trying to impress you all I suppose. Did I?

No? Ok, I shall move on.

The soon to be wed Anne

I snook over to see her who will be soon wed this week. While Toots was away on the mainland seeing old pals and the like, Anne and I took ourselves off to Oiseval Gallery in Brue to peruse the lovely images on show there - and drink their tea in the conservatory as the sun poured in. Twas lovely. Even He who shall not be photographed [pictured below] joined in the fun modelling his wedding outfit [see blow] for the great day to come. Not everyone was impressed with it as it happens.

He who shall not be photographed shows off his wedding outfit.

We had a lovely time anyway - even though the continued trip to Morven Gallery up the road ended up apple-pie less. Am I never to eat it again?

Did I tell you we are back home?

We are back home after negotiating what are the hell of mainland roads [and contributing to that hell]. We weddinged up Mr & Mrs Pardoe - which was lovely and, saw the Posse Ayrshire clan which was great. Visited the Irvine Maritime Museum, ate cake and got tired [then ate more kake]. Lovelee.

Since I specialise in wedding snaps, I did take a camera. I might have to show you a snap too.

Ok, here's one I prepared just now. No idea who it is but I think it was this last wedding.

reminder

 I am reminded we are attending a wedding soon. ooof, none for years then two close together. SHould be fun, once we get there and once I have decided what to wear.

I can tell you with the utmost certainty the wedding will not be taking place here. I shall be taking a camera to make blurry images though.

pre wedding

 I think it was pre wedding. 

We sat among the departed here in the sunshine. We have been here before and no doubt will go somewhere similar again.

Wedding; the shaking of the fingers

 

Ah yes, the shaking of the fingers part. Maybe. I wasn't fully following proceedings fully as I was concerned about the creature walking through. Not sure if it was real or merely an artifact of the spirit world. I must ask Maureen my spirit guide for the day, that's her here on the right or was it the left? Anyway she was there along with Rona and lots of people. Lovely lady in a long white dress called Elissa [the girl not the dress]who seemed very friendly with Alex son of other people there. They might be in the shot too.

Nice eh?

This is my USP for wedding photos.  see here and here and here if you can be bothered.

All for £1

Snaps at The Wedding in Ayr with my £1 Kodak Cresta camera and HP5 film. Nothing but the best for this wedding.

 A few of the guests. Many years of cycling experience between them I can tell you.

 The Boy Vic - who was married up, with Kommonweath Games Kate.

 Eve and Tanwen

Beryl, Annie, Paul and Eve.

Ooof.

The Wedding of Mr & Mrs Toots

Yes, it went well. The snow started in the morning then the sun came out. Anne and Toots were married, the band played as they left the registrars office and we went off to a lovely hotel meal for the most intimate and lovely wedding I have ever been too.

The couple are lovely - of course they are. Anne looked wonderful, Mr Toots was terrifically elegant in his kilted outfit, everyone smiled, cried and were happy. We all talked, we admired Sophie the flower girl and then we all went home satisfied the day was great.

The lovely Mr & Mrs Toots Wilson

Mr & Mrs Toots have now gone off to an exotic island for a well-deserved honeymoon. We wish them all the luck and love in the world.

Of course I went!

 Took a camera and everything.

It wasn't today. Today being a few days ago Tolsta-time. It was back then when the world seemed a better place.  When all was rosy and we, Eve and I among others went to a wedding. Lovely it was too. Lovely. This is one of my famous wedding snaps. No idea who it is but I like it. It speaks to me.

Part of the work from the Wiesmier Collective. The WC is me, myself and I.