One of my favourite things about my job (and I really do think it is one of the absolute best in the world) is the journey I get to go on with each of my couples. From the first time they contact me after they’ve got engaged, through the initial planning stages and run up, to the excitement and joy of the big day itself and then delivering their special photos; getting to know a couple over this period of their lives always feels like such a privilege to me.
It’s quite rare though to see a couple walk down the aisle and know that I was there almost from the very start – but that’s exactly what happened with Lynn and John.
In 2014 I was asked to photograph the Agri Ball at Craibstone and I happened to spot a lovely young duo who stood with their arms around each other as I approached with my camera. She had her dark her pulled back from her face and leaned cheekily into his chest, grinning straight into the camera. He was so absorbed with reading his raffle tickets to her that he hardly seemed to notice me. (As you can see below the tickets themselves are upside down – it’s possible that he’d had a drink or two that evening.) And that was John and Lynn.
Fast forward six years and I had the very great honour of photographing their wedding held at Lynn’s family farm, near Catterline, in February 2020.
Lynn arrived at Inverbervie Parish Church in a ‘surprise’ Bentley and was walked down the aisle by her dad David, before marrying John in a beautiful service by Rev Andrew Morrison.
At the reception there was fun and laughter everywhere you looked. From waiters serenading Granny with Queen songs, to life-size cardboard cutouts of the Groom and some WILD ceilidh dancing – it was all action.
Everyone thought they were bonkers to get married in a marquee on a farm in February but Lynn clearly has some influence with the Gods because the weather was fantastic (if a little blustery!) and the light down by the pier, where we went to take some special photos, was just stunning.
We didn’t know at the time that for most of us this would be the last big wedding of the year, perhaps if they’d planned to wait for spring, the day wouldn’t have happened at all.
It’s been a really strange year since then so I thought today, in honour of their first wedding anniversary, I would delve into the Eilidh Robertson archives and remind us all of the fun we had – and the fun that will come back to us again soon.
Happy anniversary Lynn and John!