First wedding of this journal, and it's a doozy. Thanks to bridesupnorth.com for featuring it.
James Green, Alice Harland, Rydal Hall in the Lake District & the storm of the century: storm Desmond (even the well-weathered locals sheltering in the pub atop Kirkstone Pass admitted they'd never seen the weather so bad...)
After being picked up from our stranded car by a tank-like land rover, complete with snorkel, we began to photograph this amazing wedding.
Everything was adapted. Fortunately the majority of the wedding guests had arrived the night before, but the caterers and the band couldn't get past the still-rising waters. The local fish-and-chip shop in Ambleside was called and asked to fire up the friers to provide 100+ portions.
Alice, cool-as-a-cucumber, was relatively unfazed by the fact that God had left the bath running all night, and as such, everything went ahead, with a myriad of alterations. She looked calm and beautiful, and the portraiture of her in the cottage where she and the bridesmaids got ready, came out a treat.
After a warm service in St. Mary's church, complete with Wordsworth's own pew, Mr & Mrs Green waded through the flood waters to Rydal Hall, where every single guest had spent all morning moving tables, chairs and decorations from the now-flooded barn to another suitable room in the hall.
Most couples breathe a sigh of relief that the pressures of the legal and ceremonial part of their wedding is over and done, but the relief was doubly strong at this wedding - it was, afterall, touch-and-go whether there would be a wedding at all that day!
Portraits taken, fish-and-chips were served, courtesy of a very brave wedding guest venturing out in his 4x4. What an amazing wedding breakfast!
Cheese & biscuits, a make-shift band from Edinburgh, and a lot of dancing later, the wedding day was drawing to a close. This one won't be forgotten for a long time. Thank you James & Alice, it was an adventure we needed.