A Bull and Last wedding last Saturday in London for Kate and Pierre. I’ve called it a Bull and Last wedding but I almost called it ‘The Magical Mystery Tour (of NW London) wedding” – just not as pithy perhaps, but more on that later. Bulls, Rings, Flowers and Cobras. More on the cobras later too.
I think it would be hard to find a nicer couple than Kate and Pierre ( and I only met them for the first time on Saturday). An elegant bride and certainly hard to find a more smiley and happy groom than Pierre. He did the circuit of the council chamber before the ceremony, laughing and joking with all their friends, before he came up to me and asked where he was supposed to stand?
A Franco/South African alliance. ( Bit of Australia thrown into the mix too)
It was south of the Thames, where the coverage begins, at their flat in South-East London. I was a few minutes late. Kate mentioned a quick route via some alleyways from the train station. Like the bus driver later, I took a wrong turn at one point…. After preps, into the smart Mercedes with Kate and her father to Islington Town Hall – a tad early it transpired. Islington Town Hall has the nicest, most professional registrars you will find. In fact they are so nice I do wonder if they are actually registrars, compared to the attitudes you find from some of their colleagues around the country. The town hall is also a major ‘wedding factory’. I think there were eighteen weddings there on Saturday.
As we arrived, a bride was just entering the main council chamber for her wedding ceremony. Another wedding party was gathered around the front and in the nearby bars. By the time Pierre arrived his entrance was blocked by a wedding party having a very, very long list of group photos on the front steps. At one point the wedding photographer joined the couple for pictures and then there was the hold-the-camera-above-your-head approach as the couple lay on the steps. Inside the town hall a photographer with a Gary Fong was hosing down another couple. Interesting watching different approaches. But it’s busy there. Another big wedding had to wait to leave the town hall, as those group shots just kept on coming, art directed by the bride’s mother. Pierre managed to squeeze past and get in.
Ceremony done, time to perform the ‘cobra’ in a side corridor!
Then outside. Smiles, hugs, a bit of confetti, more hugs and some recycled confetti by the flower girls. Then onto a red Routemaster bus, for the trip to the Bull and Last in Highgate. It was now 3pm. However the pub would not be ready until 4, so the idea was to do a circuit of NW London to fill the time. We did, but not as planned. Gridlock near King’s Cross, despite being in a bus lane. We barely moved for ages. Kate took charge. Up to the front of the bus to navigate over the driver’s shoulder. Apart from turning left instead of right, or was it right instead of left, it was one hell of a drive by him. It was astonishing the side roads, corners, mini-roundabouts that the driver got such a big vehicle through. The height of bridges became an issue and meant driving up typical London side roads with parking either side and little space in the middle. Yet we heard no scrapes, created no dents. More to the point, didn’t get stuck, which seemed very possible?
We finally got to the pub, forty minutes late. The drinks was only meant to be for an hour before the meal – it meant some timetable juggling. But Kate did get serenaded by some women in a North London street as the bus passed them! (see below)
A gastropub, the Bull and Last is a favourite haunt for Kate and Pierre, despite now living ‘south of the river’. They hired the whole pub for the afternoon and evening. Drinks downstairs first, before the food and speeches upstairs.
A simple, stylish, relaxed wedding with an easygoing crowd and very chilled out couple. I love documenting a wedding like this!
Here are just a few images from the day……….the day of the cobra!
Never seen so many Fuji X100’s at a wedding – should have brought mine!
( 2 x Nikon D750’s, 20/1.8, 28/1.8, 58/1.4, 85/1.4 & 135/2.0 instead )
COBRA – It’s comes from the first few letters of their surnames*