Annie, my middle daughter always says: ‘Dad, the Weskus is die Beskus.’ I couldn’t agree more. But when you add Hildegardt Whites and Kuba Silkiewicz to the picture, it just gets better. A bit of 7de Laan, a bit of really good singer, a bit of Huisgenoot & You magazines and BAM, off we go baby! So here’s how it went – sort of…
1.00pm: I arrive at the Shelley Point Hotel and I’m greeted by some fairly serious security guards. They ask me who I am and I reply that I’m a person. Wrong answer. I’m about to get unceremoniously hoofed off the premises when I say that I’m actually Kuba and Hildegardt’s official photographer. We become friends. Good friends actually (you have to become friends with men dressed up to look like they’ve just stepped out of the latest remake of Men in Black).
1.30pm: Frans and Henroux from FJS Productions and I start shooting between Hildegardt and Kuba’s rooms. Hilde is just gorgeous (did I mention the relatively serious looking security guard outside her room. We became friends). Kuba and his bestmen are a bunch of really cool chaps. Kuba’s dad tries to make Henroux and myself down Pepper Vodka’s. He succeeds. Twice.
3.00pm: The ceremony starts and is just awesome with Kuba joking and keeping things light and humorous.
4.00pm: We shoot the family and a little boy (around 5 years old or so) falls into the swimming pool. He climbs out completely drenched and in tears the poor little guy.
4.30pm: We head for for the beaches and old broken buildings in and around St Helena Bay (with our best friends in their dark sunglasses ensuring we’re all safe and sound). It’s hot and the sun is pretty harsh making shooting difficult at best. I get the bridal party into the icy West Coast water and there’s a lot of moaning and groaning (you’d think some were suffering from hyperthermia the way they were going on). I have a quite chuckle to myself. Man, that water WAS cold.
6.30pm: We find 7de Laan inside the Shelley Point Hotel perimeter and Kuba loves the idea of shooting his new wife there. We all slap each other on the backs and head for the hotel.
7.00pm: I walk up to a table just off the main table and say: ‘listen chaps, I’m sorry hey, but who of you are in 7de Laan because I have absolutely no idea who on earth you are!’ The guys stick their hands up coyly. I take a few shots and then turn around for the speeches which are very, very cool, with big fat dollops of humour. I watch Kuba as he seems to just lap up every word during the speeches – he was just loving it. Kub’s gets up, makes his speech and then walks across to a keyboard. He sits down and then sings a song he’s written for Hildegardt. It’s mindblowingly good.
9.30pm: The party is in full force now with everyone flicking a hoof on the dance floor. Then it’s garter and bouquet time followed by Hilde (singing) and Kuba (on his guit) belting out two songs in front of a wildly appreciative bunch of guests.
Talk about a celebration – wow. I now watch 7de Laan – just to make sure Hilde isn’t kissing too many boys.
And finally, an enormous effort was made by a group of hugely talented individuals in the wedding industry to make this wedding fly. Here they are:
Weskus Tente (Marquee Tent)