Farm Wedding in Milton Keynes
Farming, not really synonymous with Milton Keynes. Sure we have concrete cows (i’d love to rebrand Milton Keynes to get rid of that one, they’re so crappy) but beyond that, most people think of roundabouts. If you say to someone, As a Milton Keynes wedding photographer, that is the immediate response ‘oh the place with all the roundabouts, yeah i drove through there once’ or ‘yeah I’ve been to the shopping centre’ (in it’s defence, the shopping centre is quite handy).
I’m sure it was the longest in Europe at one stage, maybe that was a load of rubbish made up in the seventies to encourage people to move there. If it is, then it worked. Milton Keynes is now thriving, in fact the expansion has happened so fast that the roads tell the story of a town that grew without adequate infrastructure in place.
Moving back to MK after ten years away has made that abundently clear, a place where you could breeze through town in my youth has now gone the way of all other major cities in the UK, at 4.30, you don’t want to be on the roads. This may seem like a moan, but it’s actually a sign that MK is on the up. Redevelopment, investment, new businesses setting up headquarters, another twenty years and it will be a major player in Britain’s economic portfolio. Well thats enough of that advert for MK, where was I. Oh yeah, farming.
The beauty of MK lies in the fact that you can have all the amenities you need within a twenty minute drive, but then also have the joy of driving for twenty minutes in the opposite direction, and find yourself in the countryside. I live in a wee little village called Yardley. I can be at MK central station in fifteen minutes, or I can open my front door, walk two hundred metres and be in a field full of sheep. It’s amazing. I often run around the fields (exercise, not just a a maniac) with Kites only a few metres over my head, it’s food for the soul to be in touch with nature.
Upon first reaching the farm, I was greeted by a terrifying sign, beware of the dog. Now i’m not scared of dogs, but I don’t inherently trust them in the same way other people seem to. Dogs are tribal, they look after their own pack. Being on a farm I’m expecting to see a beast of a dog bound up to me and bark bark bark until i’m deaf in one ear.
You’ll see from the pictures however, that this guy is far too interested in snoozing than patrolling. It turns out in fact, that the sign was merely a comedic jab at the dogs expense. So notorious is he for failing to be roused from his slumber when strangers appear, it seemed fitting to put up the sign for sarcastic purposes only. Not only did I love the dog, but I also knew that any person who takes sarcasm so seriously would also be my best friend, turns out i was right, this family was awesome.
Tipi parties are a fantastic idea if you’ve got the land to put them up on. When I got married the venue took up half of the budget. Being able to cut that right down would have been a major win. For anyone looking for a wedding venue, have a look at your local farmland and ask around if any of the fields are up for grabs, it could save you big bucks in the long run and you’re not at the whim of the local councils ‘keep the nose down’ laws, party on Garth!