Fiona and James on a topless ‘soiree’ through downtown Falmouth in Lola!
Fiona and James’ wedding at Stithians Church on Wednesday 29th May 2013 with Lola
The steps down the aisle made by Fiona and James on the 29th May 2013, will undoubtedly go down as an historic date for them and their families.
Coincidentally, on the same day in 1953 Edmund Hilary and Sherpa Tenzing took their final steps to the summit of Mount Everest to conclude a breathtaking triumph.
Similarly, everyone involved in today’s occasion, even onlookers, would surely testify to a breathtaking triumph also. What’s more, there wasn’t a pair of crampons in sight!
In preparation for today, the couple had sent through a rather detailed transport itinerary. I immediately deduced the use of a slide rule and ‘atomic-clock’ in its derivation… no pressure there then!
Buoyed by fabulous weather, replete with sun block, shades and a couple of ‘synchronised’ watches strapped to each wrist, I escorted our shimmering ‘showgirl’ Lola, across the Duchy for our first of three, pre-nuptial collections writes Chauffeur Bob…
Behind bars – Chris, James and Adam.
At 10.20am precisely and slightly ahead of schedule, we arrived at Falmouth Pavilion to collect ‘the boys’ at the pre-arranged spot.
Not a soul.
The fortified entrance gates were securely fastened by a ‘beefy’ looking padlock.
“Hello, is there anybody there?”
For a few short moments I felt the onset of a cold sweat – have I got the right place, time and even date!
Thankfully, a moment later I heard the jangling of keys. It was the jailer, closely followed by James alongside his best man Chris and usher Adam. Evidently being let out on compassionate grounds rather than good behavior!
Liberty at last and chance for a quick getaway picture!
Now able to enjoy their liberty, we were able to get them aboard for a few topless departure poses before setting off to Stithians village pub for the ceremony – I could have swore the itinerary said Stithians Church!
The boys arrive in Stithians to now find themselves locked out!
A sunny, fun, klaxon sounding, hand waving sortie to Stithians ensued. As we passed the church, en-route to the pub we saw family friend and videographer Andy Holmes panning his camera, no doubt thinking he had the wrong venue.
I checked both watches – we had arrived bang on time. A couple of ‘pretend were going in the door’ snaps at the Seven Stars Inn followed. The boys decided to walk to the church from here, so we set off in search of the address for our final two collections, off the beaten track but fortunately just a few miles away.
As we approached, I could see tell tale signs of wedding folks, colourful dresses, flowers, bride, bridesmaids etc. Jim Griffin, the proprietor of the accommodation, came up and introduced himself and was particularly taken by Lola.
Other introductions swiftly followed; Fiona’s dad Roger, mum Lynn as well as chief picture taker, Lee Webb.
Lee, family friend and work colleague, was busy organising the bridal party into various poses on the terrace before finally ‘legging it’ to the church.
Fiona with bridesmaids; Lucy, Leanne and Christy at Blankednick Farm.
Using both watches, I was able to calculate that the time to get between Blankednick Farm and the church was taking circa 15 minutes each way and not 8 minutes as previously described in the itinerary.
Bridesmaids with Fiona’s mum, Lynn, ready for the off.
As in the majority of cases, departure of the ladies started to slip slightly, but eventually we got underway. On board for the penultimate trip was: Fiona’s mum Lynn and cheeky bridesmaids, Lucy (chief), Leanne and Christy. Fiona’s dad and B&B proprietor Jim were there to wave us off.
Fiona’s dad, Roger with Blankednick Farm proprietor, Jim Griffin.
Not wanting to upset carefully crafted hair arrangements, mine included, I pulled Lola’s rag top over for the journey but said that we would pause just before the church and open her up again.
The ladies at Stithians Church.
Thirty minutes later we were back at the B&B (easier than saying and spelling Blankednick!) to collect our most important VIP’s; Fiona and her proud dad Roger.
We had managed to make up some lost time and arrived at the church to the peeling of bells at around 12.10pm, just 10 minutes after the allotted time. Not bad considering, I thought to myself.
The sun had been doing its darndest to break through a, by now, intermittently cloudy sky. It too had clearly been reading the itinerary as it finally succeeded just as we pulled to a halt.
Proud dad and excited daughter at Stithians Church.
A customary pause to gather thoughts, composures and pictures followed before the bridal party gracefully made their way into the church and Fiona’s life changing appointment with James Spargo got underway.
The sun had its hat on some fifty minutes or so later when the now Mr. and Mrs. Spargo emerged into the daylight. Handel’s ‘Zadock The Priest’, played on the church organ could clearly be heard outside.
Lee efficiently organised a series of post-nuptial shots, including a confetti throw, as the happy couple made their way to the awaiting, topless Lola.
I popped the champers and cranked up the music, whilst the newlyweds sipped, kissed and received an outpouring of smiles and congratulations from their many guests.
Lola patiently awaiting the arrival of the bride and groom.
The arrival of Mr. and Mrs. Spargo!
A monsoon of confetti!
Mr. and Mrs. Spargo were upstanding throughout our departure, frantically waving at their cheering entourage as we chugged off in the direction of downtown Stithians.
Our final reception destination was where our day had started; the Falmouth Pavilion. However, I didn’t need to spend too much time persuading Fiona and James that an open top, standing trip through Falmouth town centre was too good an opportunity to miss.
A couple of snaps from ‘downtown’ Falmouth…
Indeed, it was simply fantastic, moving and memorable. The reception afforded by onlookers was truly amazing.
Our penultimate pre-planned stop before the reception was at the spectacular setting of Pendennis Point. Here, Lee had us all going off road, just like Edmund Hilary and Sherpa Tenzing, but without the crampons!
A few dramatic poses from Pendennis Point (apart from the one with me!)…
It was well worth it though, as some final beautiful wedding day poses were captured against a dramatic seascape and sky.
Finally it was back to Falmouth Pavilion for the reception.
Wishing a really lovely couple fun and laughter for many, many years to come x.
All pictures taken by Strawberry Leisure unless otherwise stated.