THE ITALIAN JOB
CAIN MANOR WEDDING PHOTOGRAPHER
At bedtime tonight my eldest asked what I thought he'd need to do to become an F1 driver. "Well now," I thought, "At least we've moved on from YouTuber." So I suggested the first thing that came to mind. "Press-ups or a long plank," I said. "Well, F1 drivers have to be fit don't they?" He then out-planked me by a whole minute. He's into cars is my eldest, has his own Instagram channel about them and all that jazz. So when I rolled up to the wedding of Dan and Sofia and found a near-perfect condition Shelby Mustang GT500 as old as me, with Carroll Shelby's original signature above the glove box trim as the 'bridal transport', I knew it was a story I could take back to our Jack. Hence we start this wedding blog post in rather unlikely fashion; a picture of a car. No emotion, bar the connection that Sofia, our bride, adores heritage muscle cars. And so does her Italian family.
Italians ooze style and whilst I was surprised to see the Mustang horse emblem chosen above that of the Italian one that rides aboard a Ferrari, I have to admit, of all the cars I have seen at weddings, this one, this one, is the artistic automotive version of Night Watch or Guernica. But what has all this to do with a wedding at Cain Manor, I hear you ask? Passion. Italians are the living embodiment of the word. Italians embrace differently. Italians love differently. Italians dance differently. Lunga vita alla differenza.
