Ross and Zoe’s wedding at Lusty Glaze beach, Newquay, on Tuesday 25th June 2013 with ‘Showgirl’ Lola.
A beautifully orchestrated, informal wedding took place today, played out in idyllic conditions. It was fun, smiles and laughter from the moment our Showgirl Lola and Chauffeur Bob arrived to meet up with the bridal party.
The second day of Wimbledon dominated the papers the day Ross and Zoe tied the knot. The French Open champion, Rafael Nadal was knocked out in the first round and with Andy Murray safely through the pressure of expectation was starting to build.
On this day in 1876, General George Armstrong Custer made his last stand as the US 7th Cavalry were knocked out by the Sioux and Cheyenne Indians in the historic battle by the Little Bighorn River.
Zoe’s bridal boudoir outpost at Bissoe was just about passable by Stagecoach. However, a quick ‘reccy’ a week before confirmed Zoe’s suspicion that the track would leave Lola vulnerable and liable to attack from deep ruts.
Rather than make an embarrassing last stand at the battle of Hillview Bissoe, we agreed after a powwow, it would be safer to rendezvous on nearby flatter terrain. After all, discretion is the better part of valour as a Mr. Shakespear once wrote. I can only assume that Mr. Custer wasn’t into Shakespear! Writes Chauffeur Bob…
Lola and I pulled in at our agreed staging post – a lane by a large ‘Shift It’ hoarding, just a few hundred yards from the bridal boudoir. As planned it was 12.45pm precisely.
A few of the lovely snaps before departure …
Out came the duster and within minutes Lola was again dust and squashed-fly free. I was just dialing Zoe’s number to announce my arrival and state of readiness when a posse of excited bridal folk took us by surprise.
It didn’t take long for the ‘Lola affect’ to work its magic – Lorraine from Tick Tock Photos soon had everyone into some imaginative poses in and around our topless showgirl.
With Lola’s Vip’s all safely aboard we finally got underway with a blaze of klaxon sounding in search of Lusty Glaze. Our fun loving posse of seven, eight if you include Michael ‘Marmite’ Buble , were clearly loving every moment.
A couple of the snaps taken by ‘Man of Honour’ Richard en-route to Lusty Glaze.
‘Man of Honour’, Richard rode shotgun whilst Zoe, her mum, Sue, Flower Girl
Sophie and Bridesmaids Katie, Abbie and Charlotte were all misbehaving in the back – in the nicest sort of fun way!
Tick-Tock, Lorraine followed closely behind and had little trouble keeping up with the lightning pace of Lola!
Zoe had introduced a lovely casual/relaxed twist to her memorable day, not only in terms of dress code, even with bouquets and corsages – all hand made by Zoe out of buttons.
Beautiful bouquets all hand made by Zoe out of buttons.
“I wanted to keep the bouquets for ever”, Zoe explained.
We had a giggly, ‘not to be hurried’ chug, mostly under sunshine into Newquay.
Being nicely ahead of schedule for the 2pm kick-off, we pulled over on the outskirts of Newquay, rolled back Lola’s ragtop, informed Lorraine about our impromptu plan, before embarking on a royal hand waving circuit of town.
I sensed no one wanted the fun to stop, but we had a most important appointment to keep!
Guests, Ross and Registrars must have heard us coming a mile off… the unmistakable ‘chug a chug’ of a 50 years old splittie, her klaxon, Buble at full blast, the screaming and shouting (I must learn to control myself!).
Suffice it to say we were afforded the warmest of welcomes.
Just arrived at Lusty Glaze… here we go!
Lorraine choreographed a few final snaps before an excited bride and entourage started their descent. I was surprised that no one chose the quicker zip-wire route, instead opting for the trillion steps down to beautiful Lusty Glaze beach.
Not a crampon in sight – the bridal party start their descent to Lusty Glaze.
Cornwall really is blessed with unarguably some of the most spectacular wedding venues in the world!
Meanwhile back at the cliff-top car park things were hotting-up and as instructed by Mrs. Chauffeur Bob, I was keeping myself well hydrated.
The beachside ceremony in progress.
The call of nature invariably arrived and never wanting to be too far from Lola when we’re on duty, I asked the car park official where the nearest convenience was. You guessed it! A two trillion step workout later, I was back alongside Lola just in time to see the wedding party spill out onto the beach a few hundred feet below me as Mr. and Mrs. Doyle’s beach party got underway.
From my vantage point with blogging Box Brownie in hand I was able to get a number of interesting snaps, particularly with its ‘paparazzi’ zoom facility.
Views from the cliff top car park…
Although not exactly a saleable commodity to the News of The World, I could see just about everything that was going on and felt I must have captured some memorable moments.
Lorraine’s photography and real-life partner, Nigel (not sure which one is Tick and which one is Tock) were clearly having a field day given the wonderful weather and location. I can’t wait to see the results from the professionals.
A couple of hours or so later Zoe, Ross, Lorraine and Nigel started their ascent and workout to join a hydrated chauffeur and topless showgirl for a spin to nearby Porth Beach.
Ross confessed to being “knackered” by ‘those’ steps.
The popping of the champers before we set off proved the perfect distraction tonic!
Lorraine and Nigel stalked us in true ‘Paparazzi’ style as we chugged the couple of miles and parked up on the beach, much to the amazement and entertainment of holidaymakers.
For the next thirty minutes, in idyllic conditions and surroundings (not forgetting the company of course!), the newlyweds relaxed into a fabulous set of post-nuptial poses.
A few memories from Porth Beach…
We chatted about the day during our slow chug back to Lusty Glaze. Zoe and Ross expressed their sincere thanks and sheer delight with Lola – they wanted to keep her!
Just as we we’re pausing in traffic to turn into Lusty Glaze Road, Zoe and Ross stood up and started an exchange with a telephone engineer busily engaged with a hand full of spaghetti… “come along tonight at seven thirty”, I heard Zoe shout.
Zoe mentioned that Ross is a BT engineer, which explained it all.
For one moment I had visions of the entire population of Newquay being personally invited to the couple’s evening bash!
Zoe and Ross are off to Hawaii for their honeymoon – our love and best wishes go with them x.
All photographs by Strawberry Leisure unless otherwise stated.