Harriet’s November wedding at Chenies Manor had a bit of everything: a Tudor manor house in the Chilterns, a ceremony at the little flint church by the gates, a Rolls-Royce, a bridal party in burnt orange and a dancefloor that did not empty all night.
St Michael’s, right by the gates
The ceremony was at St Michael’s, the church that sits just beside the manor. It means guests walk straight from the church to the house, and you get the flint walls and the old doorways in the background of every group shot. November light is low and soft, which suits black and white beautifully.
Tudor brick and a quiet five minutes
Chenies is still a family home, and it feels like one. I took Harriet and her husband to the manor door for a few minutes on their own. No big set-up, just the two of them, the old brick and a bit of breathing space before the evening kicked off.
The party
Then the lights went down. A packed first dance, the bridesmaids in burnt orange and, at some point, an inflatable dinosaur. The best evenings are the ones where nobody is watching the camera, and this was one of them.
If you are planning a wedding at Chenies, have a look at my Chenies Manor wedding photography page for what to expect on the day, or get in touch to check my availability.
