Shropshire Wedding Photography : Hannah & Aled

Let’s talk about the weather, because that’s what we do. In fact I’d rather talk about Hannah & Aled and their wedding which I will indeed do but talking about their wedding wouldn’t be complete without talking about the weather. Hannah & Aled wanted an outdoor wedding ceremony. They really wanted an outdoor wedding ceremony. They had a Plan A, a ceremony beneath a rocky fountain waterfall in a wooded garden. Naturally they had a Plan B, too, should the weather not allow for Plan A to take place. Plan B would see the ceremony take place… outdoors, in a flag-stone paved courtyard imbued with classical architectural character. Outdoors. Still. There was also a Plan C with a large entrance hallway at their venue, Walcot Hall, already filled with chairs and an aisle down the middle but really Plan C was Plan Z, with no other plans to fill the gap between it and A and B. Really, it wasn’t even a Plan Z to Hannah & Aled’s minds. It was Plan W. We’re not using that plan. We’re getting married outdoors.

As far as I’m aware, Hannah & Aled live in an abode that would be easily recognised as a construct that serves the purpose of human habitation. I haven’t seen it myself but I had an address to send their final image set to that read like that attached to such a habitation. Their spirits though are such that I don’t think can be bound by walls and ceilings, in the slightest (and whilst there were four walls surrounding their evening celebrations on the day of their wedding, I’m sure it was a good thing that the ceiling was a particularly high one because any lower and the roof would have been in danger of being lifted clean off!). So married outdoors it had to be.

And back to the weather. It wasn’t simply the case that the weather might impinge upon their wedding day as an external force, that it might affect certain aspects of it as the weather is prone to do sometimes for the better as much as for the worse. The weather visited Hannah & Aled’s wedding day. It stepped in to the day’s events. It became a key actor in the manner in which the day played out. It spoke it’s own presence and conversed with the wedding. Across a number of days beforehand the wooded garden became waterlogged (Shropshire is a verdant county for good reason!). Plan A was hung out to dry. Rain threatened on the morning of the wedding and it wasn’t at all glib in what it threatened. But then it wasn’t a threat; it was an announcement of intention to be there, to be part of it all. A good supply of umbrellas, flag stones into which feet would not sink and a little bit of an over-hang for couple and celebrant to stand under would allow Plan B to take effect and it all came together to reflect Hannah & Aled’s natures beautifully. We’ll be back to the weather anon but for now, this is the story of Hannah & Aled’s wedding day…

Hannah is taking a ‘phone call. The image speaks for itself really, in that sense. Her expression though isn’t one that you might immediately associate with the nature of the incoming call. A choir, orchestrated by a good friend, was set to perform as part of Hannah & Aled’s marriage ceremony. Something had gone awry with the bus that had been arranged to ferry them across the border from Wales and they were all stranded, in the wrong country! (For the wedding. This particular wedding. It’s the right country for a great many other things, including other weddings.) I appreciated Hannah’s great enthusiasm and energy in general. I particularly appreciated her calmness in dealing with this news. It all came good, of course :~)…

Start as you mean to go on :~)…

Aled’s card and wedding day gift to Hannah (a tad too large to fit through the door so a photograph took its place for the time being) oh so hit the mark!…

The grounds, forests and hillsides at Walcot Hall hold hidden treasures…

…including some highly characterful accommodation that made for an eve of wedding home for Aled and his best men…

They must have been wondering who was sneaking around their cabin in the woods…

A soaked incline no doubt more accepting of the footfall of hiking boots than new dress shoes, I was thankful to not end up getting the type of shot that I’d not have wished on anyone let alone a freshly dressed groom and his best men…

It was good at long last to meet Marie & Jason in person. I’d had numerous enjoyable interactions with Jason online across a number of years in wedding photography related fora. My thanks to them again for recommending me to Hannah & Aled!…

A family that sings and dances. It’s what they do. I very much enjoyed bathing in their energy…

Hands up if you want a place on the bus. All good with transport in the end and I’m oh so happy that it was so. The choir were a marvel to the ears…

And then came the rain. And out came the umbrellas…

And at the very moment that Hannah joined hands with Aled, the sun broke through. It was as though the weather, a guest at the wedding with uncertain intentions, had granted its approval…

Aled dives into the confetti throwing crowd, and why not? :~)…

Pre-portrait walkabout I ducked into the banqueting room to see what decor Hannah & Aled had brought to bear for their wedding breakfast. I loved what I found where one might normally expect to find floral centrepieces! I loved it from a composed distance though, hands firmly attached to my camera :~)…

Jason couldn’t help himself…

The speeches, throughout, were fantastic. I wouldn’t be surprised if there’d been a few bruised ribs sustained through the sheer force of laughter that was induced.

Gin o’ clock (When isn’t it?)…

I enjoyed a passing conversation with our central subject here about what I look out for when photographing a wedding, what I pick and choose to focus on, then found myself tickled by the fact that I was enacting exactly what I’d just related :~)…

Come the evening party, the Richter Scale kicked off its needle and joined in with the dance-floor action.

What. A. Voice!…

The DJ was rather considerate in asking me if I minded him using lasers, saying that photographers often asked him to keep them turned off. Not at all, I told him; everything that is, is part of the story. He then proceeded to disassemble and digitise the merry-makers before turning them into a high octane dance-floor action computer game. All the players won…

A party so energetic, it blew everyone’s socks off…

A party so energetic, it blew everyone’s flip-flops off!…

I can’t top that. Nor this :~)…

Hannah & Aled, thank you so much for having me along to swim in so deep and wide a lake of energy, enthusiasm and mirthful merry-making. Congratulations to you both and keep flying beyond those walls.

Contact Shropshire Wedding Photographer Phillip Allen : phill@misterphill.com