I met Farrah for the first time the day before her wedding. She walked straight up to me, gave me a big hug and a kiss and said: ‘Howzit dude! Nice to finally meet you.’ Uh, okay, if you say so. And that was that, we got on like a house on fire. We walked around the gardens at Picardie Guest Farm, dodged quite a bit of goose poo, parked off and chatted on an old wagon – we just kind of bonded a bit. I left an hour and a half later feeling pretty good about shooting Farrah and Jono’s wedding day. Which brings me to Jono – I met him for the first time about 27 minutes before the ceremony began. He enjoys getting stuck into his career does our Jono, so he only flew in from Namibia at the very last minute. Good solid, buy cymbalta 60 mg hardworking chap. And so off we went, clicking away, shooting the breeze and having a whole lot of fun. Farrah and Jono were awesome to shoot. He’s the anchor, while Farrah is the yacht with a big spinaker – she blows with the wind and it was really refreshing to work with a girl who just throws all of her trust at you and then jumps into the photos at the deep end. Wonderful stuff and just the attitude I needed at the end of a very long and tough year. Thanks ‘dudes,’ you made your wedding one to remember. And that DJ friend of yours sure knows a thing or two about spinning the discs. Oh, and in case you’re wondering (which you probably aren’t), that goose poo we dodged the day before was all picked up and Picardi was spick and span come wedding day.