Sunday 27 September 2009

Too pooped to pop...

I'm pretty sure that was a song title back in the day... anyway, it's done, they're wed, and it was absolutely gorgeous... lovely spot, down by the water at Glebe, everybody behaved as you would expect, there were no fights, nobody got falling-over drunk, the bride & groom left under their own steam before their guests (and why do I mention this?  Well, that's a story for another time...), and we were home in bed by 1.00am.


Yippee!


My favourite photo (well, that I took, anyway):



Just beautiful.


And the most unexpected photo of the day:







Who was she?   Who cares?  She knew a good thing when she saw it!


And finally, the funniest photo of the day:





He's got the flowers & she's trying to get the ring off.  Just look at that concentration!