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Gilpin Lake House weddings, Windermere

I love, love, love Gilpin Lake House weddings. They had me at the big gorilla that lives in the woods and each time I go I find something new, something delightful and kooky. Lindsay and Becky had the first BIG Gilpin Lake House wedding with a teepee in the grounds. It was supposed to be an outside ceremony but the weather was unkind so it was inside with standing room only which actually made it really intimate and fun.  You know it’s going to be a great day for emotion and lovely faces when the groom cries all morning and the bride laughs her head off all morning. Lindsay is a wildlife camera man so that explains the penguins outside the teepee in case you were wondering. It’s fair to say that the day got better and better, as did the weather, so good in fact that the groom whipped his rod out early evening (sorry, couldn’t help it!) and they went fishing. Then there was cake and lots of dancing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gilpin Lake House

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gilpin Lake House

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gilpin Lake House

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Gilpin Lake House

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A wedding at the Inn at Whitewell

Amy and Warren’s wedding at the Inn at Whitewell.

One of my very first weddings was at the Inn at Whitewell twelve years ago and I still love photographing weddings here. It’s so relaxed and intimate. When Amy first contacted me she said they’d gone from a planning a very small wedding to a full on marquee and she’d ‘even’ got herself a wedding dress. They wanted a photographer who would capture the party, the fun, the atmosphere and the intimacy of the day. No cheese, no posing. I knew they were mine! The whole day was completely relaxed and filled with warmth and laughter. Lots of children running around and plenty of costume changes for everyone to enjoy.

 

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An autumn wedding

Ben and Lydia’s autumn wedding

These two had the most beautiful autumn wedding at Lydia’s family home in the Midlands. It was a perfect day for a marquee wedding in a field. Both families were super relaxed and great fun to be around. Three nutty bridesmaids (one a bit nuttier than the others) made the morning great fun. Lydia has one of those faces that is ace to photograph because she is so expressive. I was really touched  by the relationship she has with her dad which is evident in so many of the photographs, especially when he saw her in her wedding dress for the first time. I didn’t meet them until the day of the wedding but it really didn’t feel like that at all. Ben welcomed me with a big hug and seemed as relaxed as Lydia. The whole day was full of warmth and laughter and it really was a joy to photograph.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My favourite photograph of my dad and me

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A photograph of my dad and me. One of the things I treasure most. It’s always nearby and it’s stuck inside my favourite book for days when I need it. It’s me (in the middle), my dad and my friend. My dad is holding me up. He held me up a lot until I was 24. He loved me and guided me, he roasted me, he paid my debts, he bought me my first car, he taught me how to shake hands properly and advised me never to go for an interview with bare legs that look like corned beef. He died when he was 47 and I was 24. He died on his birthday. He was a tidy man and he will like that he rounded his life off to the day although he would have liked to have lived much longer and seen all of his grandchildren. We have beautiful photographs of him around so we can show his grandchildren pictures and they get a sense of who he was. They can see how they resemble him in some way physically. The thing is you never get over it. You don’t cry every single day like you do at first, but you never get past it. The photographs are a comfort and a reminder. Some days I laugh at them and some days they destroy me again, mostly on Fathers Day and on March 24.

This post started to bloom yesterday when I was on my bike ride (it’s my thinking time and a lot of things bloom during that hour) I was thinking about Father’s Day on Sunday. I managed to avoid a massive cry until 1.20pm. I clenched my jaw a lot up ’till that point and resisted the urge to play a song that reminds me of him mainly because I had to go out later on. I didn’t make it and I reached for that book and looked at my favourite photograph stuck inside the cover.

The point of this post though is not to make you cry or make you sad it’s to celebrate the beauty of a photograph that’s printed. In an age when everything is digital we must print our treasure. I can’t bear the thought that in years to come if you can even find your usb stick it just won’t work. I have photographed many, many couples who have lost someone since their wedding day and the photographs they have became much more significant and treasured afterwards. I know this because they get in touch to tell me. The nostalgia we feel coming across an old photograph is incredible, and as the saying goes these are the things we’d take with us if our house was burning down.

I’m on a bit of a crusade with this. I print my instagrams because they have become our family snaps. My dad would take photographs on film and they would be developed at Max Speilmann in Altrincham and the excitement we’d feel going to pick them up is the same excitement I feel when the FedEx box arrives with all my recent instagrams printed in perfect little squares.

I love the thought that in years to come my couples will be curled up on the sofa with their children and grandchildren and they’ll be looking through images of their wedding day together, chuckling at the fashion and the hairdos and when some of our loved ones have passed away they will be our most treasured possessions.

Print your photographs.

Linthwaite House wedding / the farmer wants a wife

Another gorgeous Linthwaite House wedding! I met Yvette a few times leading up to the wedding. I didn’t meet Andrew until the wedding day itself. After he said hello he explained to me that he had a bit of purple on his hand because he’d been treating a tup for foot rot earlier in the morning and the spray you use is purple.  This of course was music to my ears being a newbie shepherd myself.  We talked a bit about sheep and farming and I took some pictures whilst we waited for his beautiful Yvette to arrive.  One of the best bits of the day for me was Andrew’s speech.. “I’ve never seen our lass look so smart”  he then went on to describe her as a “top penner” which means she’d achieve a good price at auction! Yvette was very beautiful in her Lusan Mandongus dress and Emmy shoes (I’ve always had a crush on Emmy bridal shoes) but it was her smile that did it. She smiled and laughed all day and looked so happy.  Laura from Greenwheat Flowers in Penrith styled the church and Linthwaite House in a country theme with milk churns and an old bicycle. It was perfect for a Lake District wedding and of course two farmers.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Credits:

Linthwaite House Hotel Windermere. Mia Bridal, Carlise. Greenwheat Flowers, Penrith. Cutie Pie Cake Company, Dalston. Emmy bridalwear. Rebecca Reville Videography,

Lisa Aldersley Photography, Lake Distict Wedding Photographer