Harry Settle
21st of April 2005 (Thu), 10:00
First off I am not officially a wedding photographer, My wife and I do wedding video as a side interest.
Last year a co-worker hired us to produce a video of his son's wedding. The mother of the bride is going to do the photography and has lots of experience and equipment. We made our usual pre-event preparations and for some reason I decided to charge up a few sets of batteries for my Minolta Dimage 5 to take some shots of the flowers, cake etc. . . We arrived at our normal time, 2 hrs early, just as the bride and bridesmaids are arriving at the church to get ready. We go inside, look around at everything and decide on our camera placement and lighting. Gets closer and closer to the start of the ceremony and there's no photo action going on, if you catch my drift, so my wife and I decide to do some quick group shots with the Minolta to include in the video. As I start there is a typical little fat lady with a p&s that keeps butting in and holding things up. Before I take the third shot my friend comes and grabs me and takes me out the back of the church. . . the little fat lady is the MOB and is supposed to be doing the wedding photography, didn't bring any equipment, just the little p&s, and now he's begging me to shoot the formals with my 3.1mp Minolta and on camera flash. I warned him and tried to get out of it but quickly decided that he didn't have an option here. So I procede to take some not too disasterous group shots in the church and then out to a local wedding garden. Never heard boo from MOB. (thank God)
Side note: Father of the bride is also short and fat, 5' X 4'. His tuxedo coat has arms that extend down past the ends of his fingers. He went to the fitting with the rest of the party, supposedly tried it on, said it was all good and disappeared. No one ever said anything to him, he didn't roll the sleeves up and he is in every photo looking like Dopey (with hairy ears)
Getting down to zero hour now and my friends wife, MOG, is getting nervous because there isn't a wedding cake, yet. MOB was in charge of that as she runs a small catering business.
Wedding was normal, no surprises. The meal is served in the church and there is a cake. The cake is a store-bought angel food cake that has store bought pink frosting on top and some fresh strawberries. Everyone eats and it's time to cut the cake. . . it is a pre-cut cake. All the B&G had to do was find the right slot to insert the knife.
The reception was good and went well. My wife and I finished at about 1 a.m. and head to our room for two hours of sleep before we make the 2 1/2 hour trip home.
FOB is sleeping in a chair in the hotel lobby. My friend tells me that FOB is leaving to go hunting with some friends in the morning. The previous day, when they were supposed to be getting fitted with the tuxes, FOB was out buying MOB a car so she would have a way to drive home after the wedding events.
I added a couple of pictures, see if you can pick out FOB and MOB.
Last year a co-worker hired us to produce a video of his son's wedding. The mother of the bride is going to do the photography and has lots of experience and equipment. We made our usual pre-event preparations and for some reason I decided to charge up a few sets of batteries for my Minolta Dimage 5 to take some shots of the flowers, cake etc. . . We arrived at our normal time, 2 hrs early, just as the bride and bridesmaids are arriving at the church to get ready. We go inside, look around at everything and decide on our camera placement and lighting. Gets closer and closer to the start of the ceremony and there's no photo action going on, if you catch my drift, so my wife and I decide to do some quick group shots with the Minolta to include in the video. As I start there is a typical little fat lady with a p&s that keeps butting in and holding things up. Before I take the third shot my friend comes and grabs me and takes me out the back of the church. . . the little fat lady is the MOB and is supposed to be doing the wedding photography, didn't bring any equipment, just the little p&s, and now he's begging me to shoot the formals with my 3.1mp Minolta and on camera flash. I warned him and tried to get out of it but quickly decided that he didn't have an option here. So I procede to take some not too disasterous group shots in the church and then out to a local wedding garden. Never heard boo from MOB. (thank God)
Side note: Father of the bride is also short and fat, 5' X 4'. His tuxedo coat has arms that extend down past the ends of his fingers. He went to the fitting with the rest of the party, supposedly tried it on, said it was all good and disappeared. No one ever said anything to him, he didn't roll the sleeves up and he is in every photo looking like Dopey (with hairy ears)
Getting down to zero hour now and my friends wife, MOG, is getting nervous because there isn't a wedding cake, yet. MOB was in charge of that as she runs a small catering business.
Wedding was normal, no surprises. The meal is served in the church and there is a cake. The cake is a store-bought angel food cake that has store bought pink frosting on top and some fresh strawberries. Everyone eats and it's time to cut the cake. . . it is a pre-cut cake. All the B&G had to do was find the right slot to insert the knife.
The reception was good and went well. My wife and I finished at about 1 a.m. and head to our room for two hours of sleep before we make the 2 1/2 hour trip home.
FOB is sleeping in a chair in the hotel lobby. My friend tells me that FOB is leaving to go hunting with some friends in the morning. The previous day, when they were supposed to be getting fitted with the tuxes, FOB was out buying MOB a car so she would have a way to drive home after the wedding events.
I added a couple of pictures, see if you can pick out FOB and MOB.