A Wedding

On Saturday, I was a witness at a wedding for the first time ever! My ex-colleague and boss, Ingrid, tied the knot in a civil ceremony in Edinburgh before doing the big church wedding this summer.

I found the whole experience very moving, especially as they had decided that they wanted a very small wedding. So it was just the bride and groom, me, a 2nd witness and the registrar. I even had to go out on the street to pick a 2nd witness, as Ingrid had been told she would be able to ask one of the registration office's employees, but this turned out to be untrue. So after asking a couple of people who were in a hurry I spotted a young man who looked like a tourist and asked him if he would have a few minutes to serve as a witness for the wedding. He turned out to be Russian, which added even more spice to this unusual wedding!

Here are a few photos to give you a flavour of the day:

The bride and groom, the Russian witness and me:



Ingrid and Laurent just after the ceremony:



And a photo I took in Princes Street Gardens (did I mention that I was official photographer of the event? ;-))



Edit from later on: it has been pointed out to me that 'the Russian' had no name! Can you give it a guess? It is a VERY Russian name!