Well look at this handsome chap. His name is Neil. He likes long walks on the beach, collects vintage beer bottle caps, plays the euphonium like a pro and refuses to wear hats with a brim. Actually, some, none or all of those things are true. I certainly look forward to finding out however.What I do know is he knows his way around a camera, which will be mighty helpful as he's my shiney new Scottish wedding buddy. Now the wedding party will not only have to decipher my english accent, but a scottish one on top of it. All I need now is a welsh videographer and the set will be complete. Fingers crossed, and I'll be on the lookout for sheep this season...Serendipitously, Neil followed the same sort of path I did; coming from the UK to the US the same year, falling into photography and struggling with the same aspects of the American Way as me. Even if he doesn't, he'll still get to hear me moan about it anyway..So in short order, he'll be broken in, and released upon clients no doubt saving my ass on a frequent basis and outshooting me by late June. Welcome Neil. It's going to be real.I'll let you know about the hat thing.