I had some pretty profound thoughts on my way to Kenwood Hall. More profound than usual anyway.
Since Kirby and Danny’s wedding ceremony was in the early afternoon we arranged for me to arrive at the hotel at 8am. That was fine with me as I usually prefer to arrive earlier rather than later so that I never miss a special moment.
What made this interesting for me, on the way to Kenwood Hall Hotel, was that it was a Friday morning.
To me, and I imagine to a lot of people, a wedding day is a special day; one that has been in the diary for months, maybe years.
That special feeling makes the drive to the hotel feel important, almost prestigious.
What got me thinking was when I realised that most of the other people on the road that morning were simply going about their regular day to day lives.
Certainly the Friday feeling would be elevating the mood of the morning commute above other weekdays, still it was a normal Friday for most of the people I saw as I caught the early end of the Friday morning rush hour.
I guess what I am getting at is, every day is special for someone.
The Special Day
On this particular day it was Kirby and Danny’s special day.
So we started the day in Kenwood Hall Hotel in Sheffield, spread across multiple rooms as Kirby and her bridesmaids got ready.
The ceremony was at St John’s Church in Ranmoor, Sheffield; a spectacular building and very accommodating to pesky photographers such as myself.
Following the ceremony we headed back to Kenwood Hall for the wedding breakfast followed by an evening of entertainment by the amazing Paul Pashley. I mean amazing by the way, if you can’t get hold of Michael Buble for your wedding day then you cannot go wrong with Paul as your second choice.
