So, the wedding was lovely. I'm really glad I went, despite the trip wiping me out for the next 3 days. Finally starting to get back on my feet again now.
Brisbane was also lovely, despite the inescapable road works and the traffic. The weather was utter perfection and I've been feeling the chill since I got back to Hobart. The jacarandas were coming to the end of their bloom, with splashes of purple decorating the city, and the air was fragrant with early summer. It was really very hard to leave, especially saying goodbye to friends! Massive thanks to the lovely bride for fighting through airport traffic on a Friday afternoon to collect me, and to drspleen and P for collecting me on Saturday afternoon, feeding me curry, plying me with a puppy and driving me back to the airport far too early on Sunday.
Anyway, on with the photos. I didn't take many, and I certainly didn't take any good ones. Far too much effort to focus on composition and exposure when standing, walking and talking are a challenge. The bride and groom were as beautiful as ever, the bride suitably stunning, and the "goom" successfully wrangled (I was in charge of making sure he had everything he needed [rings included], the house was neat and tidy, and we all got there without falling apart). I did my official duty and autographed all the essential paperwork to make everything legal and thoroughly enjoyed watching two of my best friends looking so happy. =o)
I can't wait to go home for Christmas.