As one might guess, Portmeirion is a popular place to stage a wedding. I don't mean to sound cynical, but, to me, anything that has to have a rehearsal is a staged event - with costumes even.
I don't know how many times these poor guys had to jump for the photographer. He didn't seem to be able to capture the moment as he wished.
I didn't have any trouble at all. What is jumping in unison supposed to signify anyhow?
Then the other guests started to arrive and I thought I was at a fashion show. Nude patent leather heels must just fly off the shelves since Kate & Wills marriage.
And yes, they even walk in them, though perhaps not very far.
Completely separate to the wedding, I thought this girl's dress and hat were just adorable. Bill commented on the extremely practical pram design.
And there is the bride. I was glad the weather improved for her special day.
I never noticed the guy with the red hat taking a photo in my direction. I wonder if I'm incidentally captured on his blog?
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Oh, it would be so funny to find yourself on a complete strangers blog!
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