A real JAW wedding · Scorrier House, Cornwall
Robyn & Ellen · 3–5 May 2024
The four words
Not a colour palette. Not a mood board. Four words describing exactly how the whole weekend had to feel.
Robyn and Ellen were plainly crazy about one another. Soul mates, without question. They also had absolutely no interest in a vanilla, over-formal wedding.
They wanted their closest people under one roof from Friday until Sunday. They wanted games, laughter and a proper party. And because everyone was going to travel wherever the wedding happened, geography was not going to boss the brief around.
The venue search
Friday to Sunday. On-site rooms for up to twenty. An outdoor celebrant ceremony. Around eighty guests. One house-party feeling.
The wish list was ambitious and the budget was tight. The venue had to give them the weekend they wanted without swallowing the money needed to make the rest of it brilliant.
Scorrier House was nowhere near the original line on the map. It was also one of the best-value country-house estates we knew—and gave Robyn and Ellen enough room in the budget to deliver almost everything else without serious compromise.
They visited. They saw it. They could see their wedding there. Booked.
The right answer
Get the house wrong and the budget would never recover. Get it right and the entire weekend became possible.
This one was right.
Friday · Everyone moves in
Robyn and Ellen handled the Friday evening themselves. Food, drinks and their favourite people arriving in Cornwall.
We were not there. Given what happened from 8.30 the following morning, we can make a fairly educated guess that it was not a quiet one.
Saturday morning · 8.30am
When we arrived, the girls were dancing on the tables. To this day, we have never walked into a wedding morning with the energy already cranked that high.
Our hair and make-up team tried to keep everyone focused. The rest of us laughed with them, worked around the chaos and quietly kept the actual wedding moving towards its start time.
The ceremony
The brides and their wedding party crossed the garden, disappeared around through the woods and lined up for the ceremony. The walk was less solemn procession and more travelling comedy show.
Once the wedding party had reached the end of the aisle, Robyn and Ellen entered hand in hand. Exactly right for them.
Planned properly
Handheld cannons were placed at the right rows. The right guests were briefed. One exact moment to fire. It looked gloriously spontaneous because the planning was invisible.
The reception
Drinks, canapés and a huge buzz. The formal photographs were handled quickly. Then the chaos resumed.
The brides and their wedding party carried on exactly as they had started at 8.30am: high energy, extremely funny and showing no interest in behaving for the camera.
The wedding party
Trainers, pink bow ties, heart-shaped glasses and precisely the right amount of nonsense. Getting married was a big moment. Nobody had said it needed to be taken too seriously.
The couple shoot
We took Robyn and Ellen away for their first couple photographs. The wedding party came too. Naturally, the elegant portrait session lasted approximately three seconds before the madness started again.
It made brilliant photographs because it was completely, unmistakably them.
The entrance to dinner
Nick had the room on its feet, whooping and cheering before the first name was called. Each entrance stopped at the shot table on the grand staircase. Then the brides and their people hit the room to pumping music.
The speeches
The wedding party delivered one combined speech—and it was genuinely excellent.
It had the room helpless with laughter, then properly emotional, which takes some doing after a day conducted mostly at full volume.
The locked bottle
Every guest found a key at their place setting. Nick invited them up to try the padlock on a bottle waiting by the staircase. One key opened it. One very particular winner took the prize.
Saturday night
The cake was not a cake. Robyn's northern heritage arrived in the form of a stacked tower of pies. They cut it together, took their first dance to a track played by the DJ and then the full DJ Live set-up took over.
DJ. Live percussion. Sax. A packed room. Full-on party.
Sunday · Eventually
Nobody was rushing. Nobody had booked a formal farewell. People surfaced, gathered themselves and gradually left Cornwall.
After a weekend like that, a quiet ending was probably sensible.
What JAW actually did
One venue search protected the budget. One joined-up team turned the rest into a wedding that never lost momentum.
The difficult brief, the tight budget, the Cornwall curveball and every decision needed to make the weekend work.
Morning preparations, ceremony logistics, confetti, entrances, speeches, games and the atmosphere in between.
From the dancing at 8.30am to the first dance—and every chaotic, confetti-filled moment between them.
Bright, joyful flowers for the staircase, ceremony, bouquets and the rest of Scorrier House.
A full wedding morning delivered beautifully despite the bridal party's firm commitment to dancing.
DJ, sax and live percussion for the full-on party the four words had promised from the start.
Robyn & Ellen
“Cannot recommend enough!”
Big thank you Nick and Alex—our day was perfect.
In their words
“Nick, Alex and the wider Just About Weddings Group are incredible. They listened to what we wanted out of our big day and saw our vision through.”
“We used all of the Just About Group's services including photography, floristry, hair and makeup, wedding planning and on-the-day coordination.”
“All services were brilliant and great value for money.”
“If you're in two minds about hiring a wedding planner, hire the Just About Group. You won't regret it.”
Four words delivered
Three days. Around eighty guests. One remarkable venue search—and a wedding that never once lost momentum.
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