In September I had a call from Daria, the sister of a previous bride, asking if I was available for her wedding in 4 weeks time! A bit short notice but I was indeed available, where is the wedding I ask? London, I'm there! The chance to do a wedding in London was an opportunity not to be missed. I was told that there was the small issue, the groom had a broken leg. I was a little nervous as I boarded the tube on the Saturday in question, not really knowing where I was going, what an adventure. I arrived at the apartment block, I only got lost once :) to find the bride, her sister, Mum and Dad and a girl doing the make up, a quiet start to the day. We travelled by limo to the ceremony at the Tower Hamlets Registry Office, the driver needs a medal after navigating the tiny back streets of London in a stretch. There I met Maksim and the leg for the first time. Everyone was in great spirits, all nine of them. There were only going to be 29 guests for the evening at The Hotel Cafe Royal, a very small affair. We visited Tower Bridge and Westminster enroute back to the hotel, with Maksim striding along on his crutches, his big blue sock covered cast swinging with him, the poor guy.
We arrived at The Cafe Royal at about 6 and as we walked in I had to hold it together and be very professional. I had to resist the urge to get a selfie with a gent sitting in the lobby, Alan Smith or 'Smithy' to all you Gooners out there. The room where the wedding breakfast was being held was stunning. Being a former Butler I have seen and worked in some amazing places and this was definitley up there with the best. Gold, mirrors, frescos on the ceiling and more gold, amazing. I finished shooting just after midnight and was then invited to partake in a few shots of the finest Russian Vodka, by the I certainly needed them. What a great day, I'm looking forward to my next trip to? I dont know yet but I'm looking forward to the call.