Showing posts with label Christina Lindsay. Show all posts
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Monday, 25 July 2011

Charlotte and Navin's wedding weekend

Photography by Britt Spring
Charlie and Nav

I finally have the time to blog Charlie and Nav's wedding weekend.  We were going for three days but of course I packed enough for a two week holiday and arrived at The Actor's at 2am.  After about an hour and half's sleep his alarm went off at 5.50am to drive to Somerset before we hit the London rush hour.  I never, ever get up at that time, I'm more likely to still be up.  We stopped once for coffee and once to get double sausage and egg McMuffins (so wrong but they're great).  We arrived at 10.30am on a lovely sunny morning.

My pictures are all over the place so do excuse the blurred ones.  As usual I kept fiddling around with my camera settings.  I have tried to edit them honestly.

The wedding was at Brympton D'evercy, a tudor country house built between 1460 and 1680.  We stayed there as they have fourteen rooms.

Even though the forecast was bad it was sunny when we arrived.
Here's a little tour.

The entrance to the chapel

The Orangery

View from the Orangery

The Great Hall

Ground floor sitting room

The bridal suite

Here's our room, the guest rooms were small but comfortable

They had pretty views

And ours had a big bathroom - I'd taken about four tons of products.
Just in case.

AD looked after us in the church

AD, Lawrence, Glenn and Nav.  I shouldn't take pictures with the light behind people.

The flowers were all purples and blues

There was a large Red Admiral butterfly flying around the chapel

The order of service

The bride was suitably late

Charlie arrives

Nav's happy

I think they've spotted the butterfly

The lovely Mr and Mrs Chowdhry

Charlie lost her bouquet so no one caught it

Here's some of us touching up our make up after the service!  It was quite emotional.  

I've put this in because I like the back of Charlie's hair

I love this one

Charlie's always laughing

Charlie's Miu Miu satin shoes

Next was Champagne on the terrace

And a jazz band

The bridesmaids minus the lovely Nicky

Afternoon tea

All the pictures on the tables were of different relatives of Charlie's

Next it was jugs of Pimms all round.  We got stuck in of course

Kellie gets more Champagne.  After this there was a hog roast and a ton of wine...

Then more drinks in the Orangery and all the girls get hennaed

Note the caterpillar on a leaf in the top left hand corner.  I'm obsessed with butterflies

Here's me.  Mine got smuged straight away by The Actor pulling a dance move

There was another religious ceremony

Followed by dancing

Ali and Liz get everyone up

Actress Kelly Shirley pulled some brilliant moves.  This chap didn't know what had hit him

Off to bed at midnight

I woke up in full make-up with the worst hangover AND it was pissing with rain.  That's England for you.

I made friends with this cockerel on the way to breakfast.  I thought Mary and Ruth would like him.  A pot of coffee, smoked salmon, scrambled eggs and a couple of Nurofen Plus and I was feeling fine again.  Now for the next wedding...

Kaftan dress copied by a Jamaican tailor in Dalston from a mini version I had for £30.  I already had the silk.  All jewellery by Husam el Odeh apart from violet sapphire ring by Dinny Hall.  Leather flip flops from Bullo Shoes, Dalston.

Red lurex snood sewn together from a £5 piece of fabric.  It was rather flimsy and I kept getting hooked on rings, handbags etc. but it lasted the day.  I'm looking a little bleary eyed despite all that make-up.  Unsurprisingly.

The henna starts wearing in

Sally, Kellie, Ali, Indy and Nicola

Sally and Liz couldn't wait for the professional henna ladies so did each other after a lot of wine.  I couldn't stop laughing at them.  Liz had, shall we say "men's parts" on her hand for a week.  Sally's leg didn't look to clever either.  They look like they're still laughing here I couldn't keep a straight face at how bad their artwork was.

The boys got turbans.  More laughing.

Actress Indira Varma and Adrian Bower

Drummers start playing and everyone gathers round

As the groom arrives

There's a ceremony where the families join together

Here's the dad's - Mo and Richard

Then more fabulous food

Another drummer greets us at the chapel

For the Sikh wedding ceremony

My first glimpse of Charlie

I love the back too

I'm trying to zoom in here

I managed one shot of Nav in his turban before he took it off

Beautiful Charlie

The gorgeous bridesmaids

Sally's daughter Daisy

Daisy and Kellie

Daisy, Kellie and I

The fabulous Sarah King whose an agent and actor Ciaran McMenamin.

We were served amazing Indian canapés

Followed by a Bhangra dancing lesson on the lawn!

Then we formed a circle

And the bride and groom joined in

That was great fun

Upstairs for dinner - here's the view from the window

A secret garden in the distance

More fantastic food

This time curry

Pudding and wonderful speeches that made everyone laugh and cry

Downstairs for a party

I have no idea what the first dance was?

Adrian Bower and director Ben Winston

Lovely Liz and Lizzy

Nav and his cousin, comedian Paul Chowdhry

Mary McCoy, Sarah King, Indira Varma and Shelley Rubenstein

Phil, Steven, Nicola and Jake.  At least I get them all looking at the camera

I'm wearing the kaftan I dyed.  See previous post.  Someone said "I'll take one of you all"  Nice one.

Then back to our room to carry on the party

The usual silliness.  I don't know what time we went to bed but it was daylight.  We had fun though.

Mr and Mrs C's car's been done up Indian style

The last of the friends are leaving and some music suddenly blasts out of the car stereo

The dancing kicks off again.  The owners must have thought we were completely mental.

They're doing well considering the hangovers.  I felt like someone had put an axe in my head when I opened my eyes.  Thank God for Nurofen.

The Chowdhry's leave

And we all meet in the pub up the road.  Three jugs of Bloody Mary later we've all decided we're staying another night.

We're recommended to go to a lovely village called East Coker

Where the Helyar Arms does excellent food

A proper olde English pub.  Perfect.

Somerset didn't know what had hit them.  What a fabulous weekend.

Photography by Britt Spring

Congratulations Charlie and Nav, we love you xxx

I can't believe I've run out of time again.
 I will be over to visit everyone this week I promise xxx