So let’s see now, how will I remember Karl and Tamlyn’s wedding? Well, I could tell you that Karl is quite a cute chap. I could also tell you that when it comes to pure, raw cutie-pie-ness, Tamlyn actually leaves Karl in the shade. I could tell you about Sophia the gorgeous little flowergirl who quite likes the idea of being in front of a camera. I could tell you about the heat, about how Tam started to run a bit late, about what a nice venue Dornier is x, y and z. But I won’t. Instead I’ll tell you about just one photo I took. So there we were with family in tow on the Manor House steps. And as per normal, I was just shooting the breeze with the family to loosen them up for their photos. So I take a step back, chatting away and I say: ‘okay ladies pull your stomach’s in please! And chaps, texasgoldengirl.com/levitra/ make sure you’re zips are up!’ To which the father of the groom laughs and says: ‘hell mate, best check your own zip because it’s down!’ Of course I just laugh it off going: ‘jaaaa right’ and he says: ‘no seriously it is!’ So I have a quick feel and uh-oh, he’s right. Then he goes a step further and says: ‘in fact, it was down the whole way through the service! I was trying to catch your eye but I couldn’t.’ Now I’m not a person who is short on a chirp and ad-libbing – it’s an essential part of what I do. But for a few moments after that I stammered over a few words and tried to recover from the embarrassment. It didn’t work. I think I might have blushed. Here are some of your photos guys, I hope you enjoy them. And I’ve thrown the pair of jeans I wore at your wedding away.