Showing posts with label Blue Room. Show all posts
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Saturday, 13 November 2010

The Blue Room

The Blue Room

Mr & Mrs Shrimpton welcome you aboard the Blue Room......

This fantastic vessel was the venue for the reception, a five hour cruise around Sydney Harbour including a three course meal.  We boarded the Blue Room at 6pm from the private wharf at the Opera House to be greeted with two decks of the finest hospitality.  Downstairs were tables set out for the meal and an area set aside as a dance floor, upstairs was a bar and informal seating area, half of which was covered to offer some protection from the sun:



























We were encouraged to go upstairs to the bar area for welcoming drinks where we could study the table plan.  The tables were all named after the bays surrounding the harbour and were covered with scattered pink and white crystals.

After setting sail out into the harbour we followed the shoreline in and out of various bays at a leisurely pace until we arrived at a sheltered cove which is home to the Taronga Zoo.  It was in this sheltered cove that we stayed for the delicious three course meal and speeches.  The meal was wonderful, with a way of serving that is unfamiliar to anyone from the UK.  There are always two choices, that is two starters, two mains - one of these is fish based and the other is meat based.  The plates are put down alternately around the table and guests swap plates with a neighbour if both are agreed.  Sounds strange but in practice works really well. 



The starters were:

Glazed Pork Belly with Honey, Five Spice, Soy and Queen Scallop

Symphony of Sydney Seafood which includes Steamed Ocean Trout, Carpaccio of Smoked Salmon, King Prawn and Mesculin Salad

Both starters were excellent and followed by the first round of speeches.  Announcements were made by our MC for the evening, a close friend of Tim's who goes by the extremely trustworthy name of Lee, however this Lee was also taking bets on the length of the best man's speech!  First to speak was the father of the groom, whose story of a young Tim suitably embarrassed but cannot be repeated here.  For details please see a guest....

Second speech was from a very proud father of the bride, who I know had been thinking about his speech for many weeks.  He had it all prepared, written out and practised - no doubt under the watchful eye of an equally proud mother of the bride.  When it came to standing in front of people the speech was put back into pocket and a truly heartfelt tribute to his beautiful daughter followed - interrupted only by the fuse blowing on the PA system.....despite this setback the speech was delivered with confidence and feeling and I'm sure that I saw tears in a few places......

Next came Tim's speech, kind responses to the words of wisdom offered by both fathers, thanks for everyone involved especially the bridesmaids and complimentary words of love for his wife.



By now the sun was setting on a fabulous day, the main course was served in the fading light and was delicious:

Beef Fillet, Asparagus and Kumera with Irish Whiskey and Pepper Cream

Barramundi Fillet with Prawn and Avocado Salsa Infused Dressing

Mixed Leaf Salad and Chat Potatoes

After the main course it was the turn of the best man to speak.  John had not been allowed to bet on the length of his own speech for obvious reasons but the air of anticipation was rising as he stood up and everyone looked longingly at the pot of over $300......

John's speech was legendary, stories of Tim's antics throughout their years of friendship both entertained us and also disappointed each of us as our time passed with no sense of John drawing to a close.  The final time was a little over seven minutes and the pot was won by Kay's one-time house mate Alex who very kindly donated the winnings to Kay and Tim for their honeymoon at the end of the month.


It was time for Kay and Tim to cut the cake, and I apologise that I cannot remember what the cake was although I will find out and add to this blog.  What I can tell you is that it was not the fruit cake with sponge layer that is traditional in the UK.



Once the cake was cut the Blue Room set sail into the harbour once more and continued to follow the shoreline in and out of secluded bays and coves, under the Harbour Bridge, through Darling Harbour on it's way back towards the Opera House wharf.  Cake consumed along with a selection of Australian Cheese with Lavosh it was time to get to the dance floor.  As is traditional the bride and groom took to the floor for their first dance and the usual scrum for photographs followed......



The rest of the evening was spent by many on the dance floor and a great time was had by all involved.



The Blue Room docked at the Opera House just after 11pm and it was time to leave this wonderful vessel behind.  Most descended on the Opera Bar to keep the party going, a great place to experience on the lower concourse of the Opera House.  It was well past midnight when I left and there are rumours of some not getting in until 6.30am - they shall remain nameless.....

The night was over, but for Kay her life as Mrs Shrimpton has begun.  Another chapter in her wonderful life has opened....

I'd like to thank Kay and Tim for the great memories that the 12th November 2010 has brought to so many people.  I'm sure that whether you were here or not you will join me in wishing them a long, happy and healthy life together and I hope that my ramblings have helped to describe Kay and Tim's special day.

Here comes the bride - by water taxi.......

Wow, what a day....where to start my account of the wedding of Mr Tim Shrimpton and Miss Kay Annals.  I can only give you my account so here goes......

The day started fairly leisurely for myself (although I'm sure not for others involved), the wedding was to take place at 4pm in the Royal Botanical Gardens, Sydney and afterwards on the Blue Room, more of that later.  So, from a brother's point of view, all I had to do was to get to Kay's house in Kirribilli for 3pm and photos.  Not wanting to be late I left my apartment at 1pm, knowing that the journey should only take half an hour anyway.  I was dressed in my hired suit, shirt and tie and the temperature was 28 degrees - so I headed underground for the train and to escape the heat.  The train took me through the city to Circular Quay to catch the ferry across the harbour to Milsons Point, a short 10 minute trip.  I was there in plenty of time and grabbed a quick takeaway lunch while waiting for the ferry.  Once on the other side of the harbour I could see the view that Kay has every day.  She lives in Kirribilli which is directly opposite the Opera House and her building is on the waterfront so has uninterrupted views of the Opera House and the Harbour Bridge from both a bedroom and the living room - truly breathtaking.

I arrived at Kay's nice and early - as a brother should - to find that she wasn't in.  The hairdresser had taken longer than expected (4 hours) and they were on their way back.  After a frantic few moments the dress was on.....


The bride looked stunning and there were parental tears, as there should be when a daughter gets married.  A few photos later and it was time for an emotional mother and proud brother to leave for the ceremony.  Our journey was by road, across the bridge to the Royal Botanical Gardens.  The journey of the bridesmaids, father of the bride and glowing bride was justifiably far more grand but first a couple of photos of proud parents:












The Royal Botanical Gardens are adjacent to the Sydney Opera House, just a short walk from the front steps of this famous landmark.  The site of the wedding was about 200 yards inside the gates on a flat grassy area that looks directly back at the Opera House.  Being a public place there were quite a few onlookers at all the funny wedding guests in full regalia, all slowly melting in the sun!!  The location of the ceremony was very special indeed:


Such a beautiful setting deserves a stunning entrance by the bride and that was provided by a white water taxi which docked (albeit over15 minutes late) at a private dock at the foot of the Opera House steps:


The bride walked up through the park to a symphony of applause from everyone in the gardens, complete strangers who added greatly to a very special day.  I had spoken to Tim prior to Kay's arrival to check with him that it was okay for me to be everywhere armed with both video camera and still camera in an effort to capture as much as possible for those who could not be there with us due to the distances involved.  Sadly this was a great number of people who were dearly missed but in everyone's thoughts.  Tim had agreed to my camera antics and I think I managed to get photos from pretty much every angle imaginable - it must have looked very strange to the amassed crowds for this restless person to be constantly wandering throughout the ceremony - and I sure I must have annoyed some of the assembled guests......

The ceremony contained two readings, the formalities expected as well as a sand ceremony performed by the bride, groom and their mothers.  This was an Australian tradition which involves the pouring of two different coloured sands alternately into a heart shaped vase, creating a unique and permanent memento of the occasion for the bride and groom.


Following a wonderful ceremony, delivered perfectly by Sue, a very close friend of Tim's family, pink champagne was served to the guests before the photos took place.  The photographer, Michael, was fantastic and there will be some very special memories captured through that lens...


Mr and Mrs Shrimpton invite you all to attend the Blue Room.............