The top floor of a fancy hotel is always a great place to start a wedding day. Simon and the guys were getting ready in a swanky suite of the Intercontinental on the same day the cricket was in town and theirs was one of the few rooms without security by the door. After everyone was kilted up (myself not included) we headed off for a walk over the bride to Adelaide Oval and did some spectator dodging en route.
From there I bid the guys farewell and made my way to Laura’s mum’s place where she was getting ready with the girls. High ceilings, big windows and a ridiculously photogenic bride made the next couple of hours a breeze.
Next step was a drive up the freeway to Maximilians in Verdun where the sun was shining and Louise and Ash were on hand serving popcorn and champagne to guests while they waiting for Laura and co to arrive (a very nice touch I might add, highly recommended). The ceremony highlights were Laura’s brother whipping out the guitar to serenade us with an Elliott Smith number, and the stepping on a glass and saying “mazel tov” at the end.
While we took a few photos the guests enjoyed more champagne and canapes up the top along with some giant jenga and a driving range where you can whack a ball into a lake. Simon honoured his Scottish heritage by adorning every table with bottles of whiskey which was a nice touch, but the highlight of the night was when a number of the waiters and waitresses burst into song and dance. This is actually amazing, they were professional performers who had been secretly arranged without the knowledge of Laura or Simon, all night they’d been wandering round the tables serving drinks and things (I think they were just topping up waters thanks to liquor licensing laws) and then once everyone’s guard was down KABLAMO out came the microphones and the dance moves.
Soon enough the first dance was over and the dance floor was open for business. It’s all a bit of a blur from there, but needless to say, it was an extraordinary day to be a part of.