Danny comes from a gorgeous little village on the North Antrim Coast, (very close to where we went to school), called Cushendall. When I was a little nipper, my dad used to take me and my brother regularly for a run in the car through the Glens of Antrim, stopping off for dulce and ice-cream or going out for a scoot in the boat in the North Sea. We had a caravan at Archie’s and I met up with many of my long list of cousins on summer break, exploring the rocks, going crab fishing and generally spending care free days out in the fresh sea air. I loved it, and very much still do. I had never met Danny but as these things go at home, I went to school with his sister Lucy and we have a mutual friend in the wonderfully, witty Lady Tara O’Neill (keep and eye out for her making a mad dash to get into the chapel before the bride) and I was delighted that they had chosen me as their photographer as I got to go back home and waltz around the ‘dall for the day with my camera.
Danny and Beth both live in Manchester, and so there was a strong army of friends and family who made it across the water from England for their big day, to sample a ‘proper Irish send off’. Beth’s family travelled from Shropshire, a mean feat considering Beth’s brother got married the weekend before! (The mere thought of the amount of organising that went on for two weddings in 7 days makes my head spin a little) but the fabulous Nana Kate was as sharp as a tac and had a sense of humour that matched, which must have been passed on down through the gene pool as Beth and her mum Kay spent most of the day in fits of giggles and laughter.
Beth and Danny both wanted very informal shots, including their couple shots, so I took that into consideration and we took a stroll into Danny’s favourite pub, Johnny Joe’s, aka, McCollam’s Bar. It’s a house which was converted into a pub many moons ago and when you walk through the front door, you find yourself in what was the living room, and is now a quaint little bar . It’s very authentic, and people travel near and far to join in on a session of traditional music or story telling which goes on in the many rooms out the back. It has the best atmosphere of any bar I have been to (of there has been one or two…) and I’ve spent many of my best nights there with my friends, cackling away in our corner amidst the echoes of Irish aires, traditional music and of course the ‘shushing’ from the other frequenters. Anne the owner very kindly allowed Danny to pour he and his new wife a fresh pint to mark the occasion they were now married, and I’m led to believe, the ‘Irish send off’ continued in there the next day too! Go, just go and try it. I’ve never met anyone who doesn’t love it.
We headed on back to Cushendall Golf Club where the guests were treated to some incredibly funny speeches. It really was a case of all the stops were out and even as an ‘outsider’ to the group, I as a pregnant woman was put through ‘a test’ at the hilarity of some of the tales. It set the day up to be a cracker of an evening and my night finished as theirs started to Danny and Beth twirling round the dance floor to ‘Electric Dreams’, surrounded by their onlookers swaying their arms in the air. I’m sure a great hooley ensued.
Congratulations to Beth and Danny!
Vintage hair: Salon 61 (Martinstown, Glenravel)
Make-up: Salon 61 (Martinstown, Glenravel)
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