‘Warren hello,’ I said as I answered my cellphone.’ It was a good friend of mine Matt on the other end. ‘Listen mate, he said. One of the girls who works for me has unfortunately gone and lost her wedding photographer. Are you free on the 5th of April?’ As it so happened I was, and so began my relationship with Mark and Roxanne. I really felt for these guys because it was only a few months before their wedding and now, for whatever reason, they didn’t have a wedding photographer. So I decided to give them an engagement shoot as well to cheer them up a bit. Which I probably should never have done, because we ended up calling off their engagement shoot more times than I care to remember thanks to dodgy weather, and, and, and. Anyway, we eventually got it done (it’s over here) and had a pretty good time driving around in the process. The next thing we knew and it was wedding day. Now my brides and grooms know that I quite like to explore the area I’m shooting in, and if I find humanrightsfilmnetwork.org/acyclovir something that I think will work, I’ll go for it. In this instance, I found a little farmstall-cum-nursery just on the outskirts of Wellington called Ou Kaya. I asked the couple who owned it if I could bring a bride, a groom some best men and bridesmaids along for a few photos at their fine establishment. They didn’t even hesitate – ‘ja, julle kan maar kom, geen problem!’ And so that’s what we did. And they even laid out a table for us with refreshments. That’s why South Africa is the finest country in the world – because no other place on this planet of ours has a word called ‘gasvryheid.’ I highly recommend you visit Ou Kaya if you have a chance. Excellent fresh produce at killer prices – and if you like the odd cactus or two in your garden, this is your go to place. So there you are, a wedding day filled with pampoene, melktert and flipping awesome rusks (I still have some at the studio if anyone would like a taste).