On Friday Francesca, Leo and myself travelled to Clapham Yorkshire to attend a friend's wedding. Whilst not on photography duties for this one I took the nifty 50mm down to snap a few pictures of Emilie and Chris in all their finery. After a long period away from "proper" countryside, Clapham (not to be confused with it's hectic South London namesake!) and Austwick provided some much needed fresh air. We stayed in a wonderful hotel called the New Inn, highly recommended if you're ever up there. Also, with all the scenery and the specific decor of the hotel reminding us of The Trip, it was impossible not to break into Roger Moore and Anthony Hopkins impressions around the dinner table...
Leo found a rock. He named it "Rocky". It came back to London and is presently in our back garden.
I wonder how many estate agents live in this Clapham...
The "stop taking my picture now" look familiar with the partners of photographers.
A Model T ford in all it's finery....
Pre-wedding beer in Austick...
The very happy couple
Bride Emilie getting prepped by her photographer, the excellent Andrea Ellison.
Scary....
Home time.