Grace and I spent the weekend down by the coast for the wedding of our pals Graeme and Kirsty.
We’ve been friends since school, and it was great to be there and get to see them get married.
The weather was not bad for a September in Scotland, so we made the most of the outside space at the hotel – which sat right on the beach.
I took along the Leica M (240) with just the one lens – the Summicron-C 40mm, which turned out to be perfect – small, lightweight, and just the right focal length.
My sister and her boyfriend Ash provided some music.
Even the family dog made an appearance.
It’s always good to see everybody get together and get dressed up. We scrub up awright.
I’ve never really liked suits, but it has to be said that there’s no better feeling than wearing a kilt. The full Highland outfit undoubtedly gives you a certain confidence. Maybe it’s just the sgian dubh in the sock that does that mind you.
The speeches were pretty funny, with the story of how Graeme got arrested years ago one night in Kirkie finally coming out, much to the horror of his mum.
The wine flowed throughout dinner. Apparently I got on first names with the waiter.
As friends, we don’t really see enough of each other. If we’re not careful we’re going to blink and regret that.
There wasn’t really any pictures of me and Grace together, which is a shame – as we looked great. The only good one is a bit out of focus. That’s what I get for having a rangefinder that nobody else can work.
The reception was good fun, though my memory of it is pretty hazy.
I wish I had taken more pictures, but I got caught up talking to people that I hadn’t seen in far too long.
Apparently I got friendly enough with the bar staff to get this picture though.
This photo says a thousand words.
Why do we love photobooths so much when drunk?
At least it wasn’t just me.
Grace was too busy dancing.
Whilst my memory looks more like this…
All in all, a lovely day. Thanks for asking us to be there guys. 🙂
Pictures shot on a Leica M Typ 240 with Summicron-C 40mm f2.