Well....nice little scenario....
Sometimes you scratch yourhead and think "seriously???"
I went, hubby came in with me, she booked a local pro tog and I took my nifty50.
Now to delve a little deeper into the story...
I didn't go to the reception, the Church was enough (I was too unwell to go to the reception). The photographer was so skinny that she was invisible and so quiet her instructions couldn't be heard. My darling daughter fed the duration. Hubby got a few snapshots (no flash, iso800 on a sony, so noisy....) and I roughly processed 6 of them and put them on FB.... Many others also took snapshots from far better vantage points. (I deliberately sat out of the way, so I could feed discreetly.) Today an album appears from mummy of baby of his Christening....my pics and 2 that she took from the reception, along with a status thanking people for going and "thanks to the photographer and DJ".
So...my gut instinct was right. What a surprise. I'm far too caring for my own good....if I didn't care about said baby and wasn't religious, I wouldn't have gone....especially as it seemed the priest and I were the only religious ones there. Actually glad that I didn't get a single good pic and my heart sank when I reliesed that she had lied about booking a tog. Maybe that's catty, but this is the third time that it has been done to me. Given that the pics will be viewed mostly on peoples phones, they're ok. Printed in lustre probably wouldn't be too bad ether.
A cringeworthy stage show. C4 eat your heart out....