Here I am, sitting in my hotel room in Hounslow on the outskirts of London, the night before my first wedding shoot of 2016 and I’m feeling kind of happy. It has nothing to do with the rather nice pint of Boddington’s draught I hasten to add.
It’s nothing to do either with the fact that I got here safely, despite my satnav’s mean and nasty trick of getting me to the hotel via the North Circular road. I knew it was up to something when it told me not to take the A421 to Bedford, and I was more than a little surprised when it totally ignored the M25 junction. I decided to play its little game and see where it took me, as it has loads of smart technology to guide me around roadworks, earhquakes and plagues of locusts. Little did I know that it was going to take me on the A406. The last 18 miles included passing the RAF Museum at Hendon and the mecca of football, Wembley Stadium. Each mile passed was a target, as were a load of other cars on the road, but I missed them all.
So, why happy then? Well, I get to have a relaxed evening in my hotel room before the wedding shoot starts at 13:00. I can have breakfast, walk around the venue, take some test shots and get to meet and chat to the very helpful hotel staff before I get a suit on and start doing the business stuff. That makes my first shoot of the year so much easier.
All of that is down to the bride and groom. I’m not going to mention their names to save their embarrassment, but for the first time ever I was told that they were getting me a room at the wedding venue to make it easy for me, so I’ve not had to arrange anything. Kind and thoughtful brides and grooms, you’ve got to love them.