Lisa and Michael’s wedding at St. Columb Minor Church, Newquay, on Tuesday 30th July with ‘Showgirl’ Lola.
Sunday’s £88 million jewel raid from a luxury hotel in Cannes was making the front pages the day that Lisa and Michael tied the knot – the biggest diamond robbery in history!
Meanwhile, on this same day 47 years ago, England’s football team were busy defeating West Germany to win the World Cup. The year in question was 1966 to save you reaching for the calculator – unless you’re good with numbers that is!
Being mathematicians, Lisa or Michael would not be in need of a calculator today or at most other times, I would suggest. You see, they both teach at Tretherras School in Newquay and it was here that their romance accumulated!
Hopefully it’s all starting to add up writes Chauffeur Bob…
The day started in a somewhat unsettled manner as far as the weather is concerned – I’d describe it as ‘mucky’.
Help was just around the corner though – the trusty Met Office were predicting that by about midday we would be bathed in glorious warm sunshine. How apt, particularly as Lisa and Michael’s ceremony kicks off at this time!
However, before any such serious matters could take place, Lola and I had a fairly tight schedule of pre-nuptial sorties to attend to in heavy mid-summer Newquay holiday traffic.
They say ignorance is bliss and how true it is. However, having five years wedding chauffeuring experience under my belt, I knew only too well that the chances of everyone being ready on time was slim – you could say I was a trifle (trifle = butterflies) anxious!
Faced with some serious logistics, ‘naff’ weather and ‘silly-season’ traffic (including a drain cleaner – read on!) we (Lola and I) arrived bang on schedule at what was to prove to be an incredibly industrious bridal boudoir. It was from here that all four runs to the church were to emanate. The time was 10.40am precisely.
The boys (minus Daniel) ready themselves for departure.
Although I did not get the opportunity or time to venture inside, it appeared the entire congregation of wedding folk were busy preparing themselves – boys included!
I had just alighted from Lola’s driving seat when a lady in a dressing gown and curlers burst out of the front door…. “We’re nowhere near ready – even the boys”!
Apparently, after the excitement and panic abated, it transpired that one of the ushers, Daniel, who is Lisa’s brother, had got delayed in ushering the ladies back and forth from their hairdos.
The boys ready to start their pre-nuptial duties!
Dan was due to leave with the men on a first chug to church. “It’s no good we’ll have to get going without him – he can to go with the first lot of girls instead”, I remember saying, “I’m sure he’ll enjoy that better!”.
Lisa’s Uncle John was official picture taker today and wasted no time in getting the boys snapped in various poses as we readied ourselves for trip number 1.
On board we had; the main man Michael, his dad Steve, best man Adam and usher Stuart.
We were able to open the roof for a few standing shots before closing it to keep the ‘missle’ at bay as we chugged the couple of miles or so to St Columb Minor.
The traffic going out of Newquay in the direction of the church was running smoothly – it was the inbound queues that were clearly destined to frustrate our delicate logistics.
With the boys safely alighted and photographed at the church, I returned to complete a further two runs of VIP’s.
The second run with the girls and Dan – lucky boy!
Lisa’s brother, Dan, joined the first of these. Fifty minutes later and in addition to Dan, we had safely delivered bridesmaids; Chantel, Tanwen, Louisa, Rosie, Sarah, Sofia, Kayleigh and Claudia along with Aunty Anna and Lisa’s mum Janet.
On the penultimate trip (second with the ladies) and just a stone’s throw away from the church, the law of ‘Murphy’ decided to play an unhelpful part in the day’s proceedings.
The third run with more lovely ladies.
Would you ‘Adam and Eve it’! As we turned down Church Street, we followed a large drain cleaner lorry and with the church now tantalisingly in sight, it decided to stop and block the road before setting about doing what drain cleaners do.
Thank you Cormac – you certainly choose your moments! (see the steeple behind)
Thankfully everyone on-board including Lisa’s mum, Janet, saw the funny side. I must admit the irony was quite amusing.
“Excuse me, you can’t do this – not now! Don’t you realise it is Lisa’s wedding and we’re already running late”, I politely expressed to the drain cleaning man. He smiled, and politely pulled his large ‘sucky thing’ out of the gulley and moved aside – phew!
Lisa with proud dad, Antonio, arrive at the church in the rain!
The final churchward chug with Lisa and her proud dad, Antonio was, by some miracle, only marginally late. Indeed, I recall arriving as the Church at 12.10pm or thereabouts. The Reverend, who I must say displayed a wonderful sense of humour, was in great spirits and fully cognizant of the ‘silly-season’ traffic.
Just time for a final pre-nuptial pose.
Here we go!
My final pre-nuptial duty was to keep Lisa’s beautiful dress out of harms way as the bridal party carefully negotiated their way up the stepped entrance and down the path. A customary pause for a few final snaps, composure and direction from the happy Reverend before finally Lisa’s life changing appointment with husband-to-be, Michael, officially got underway.
A couple of snaps of Lola during the ceremony…
Everyone loves Lola!
In all, the ceremony lasted some 55 minutes and at about ten past one, the now Mr. and Mrs. Tench appeared at the church doors, smiling from ear to ear.
Congratulations and a baptism of confetti shortly followed, courtesy of their many guests before the happy couple made their way, now in glorious sunshine, to board Lola.
We cranked up the music and cracked open the ‘champers’ as the newlyweds continued to receive an outpouring of affection, received at times seated but mostly standing – it really was quite moving.
Michael wasn’t too sure about my sense of humour!
That’s better – no more jokes, I promise!
Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Tench!
Our plan from here was a quick visit to Porth Beach for a few intimate photos before pointing Lola westwards towards the reception venue – St. Ives spectacular Tregenna Castle.
A few lovely snaps from Porth Beach, Newquay…
One with Aunty Anna.
Whilst other wedding folk made their way towards St Ives, we set off in Lola with the ‘Paparazzi’ (otherwise known as Uncle John and Aunty Anna) in hot pursuit to the nearby beach.
Suffice it to say, a brief but beautiful and precious few moments were spent on the sand before finally making our departure.
As we neared Tregenna Castle, we paused briefly for Uncle John to get ahead and inform everyone of the couple’s imminent arrival.
Lisa and Michael upstanding for their spectacular arrival at Tregenna Castle.
Lola’s roof was rolled right back and her music system gyrating away as we made our way at walking pace down the long drive. Lisa and Michael were standing throughout, finally to arrive to a tumultuous and moving reception.
Congratulations to a truly lovely couple.
Happy honeymoon in Sicily and thank you for sharing your precious day with us x.
All photographs taken by Strawberry Leisure unless otherwise stated.