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So much has happened since my last post… I’ve worked with so many incredibly lovely people, and had a baby somewhere along the way too.  Things have been busy!  I was wondering where to begin the catch up, on here.  The answer came through my front door last week, when Jayne and Bobby popped round (all the way from Australia) to collect a wedding album I’d designed for them. Such a treat to see them, and having them round my kitchen table made their wedding seem like yesterday again. So here we are… it was a wedding of two days, and it started with just a couple of very special hours in Manchester Town Hall for the sweetest legal ceremony, with just their parents watching on.

(Day two, in the woods, up next)


Emma + Ben, a Swede and a kiwi living in London – by way of the US, Zimbabwe (and various other far flung spots) – gathered their beautiful worldwide sprawl of friends and family together for their wedding in a garden on the island of Djurgården in Stockholm. Relaxed, laid-back, all about the fun and celebration, they wanted a day that reflected them both and it was exactly that!
We’d hit it off from Emma’s very first email and I’m so grateful to these two for asking me to be their photographer, for inviting me in to document this beautiful day, for their kindness and brilliantly dry sense of humour, and for showing me a beautiful part of the world along the way!  Rosendals Trädgård had stolen Emma’s heart years earlier, and within five minutes of being there I’d fallen for it too. I happen to have a big softspot for greenhouses, so this place was a bit of a dream for me and the whole day was an amazing experience… the bright sunlit ceremony, led by Emma’s brother, laughter and drinks in the apple orchard, incredible plates of food set out in the greenhouses, mostly grown in the gardens around us, and lots of sweet, increasingly hilarious speeches scattered throughout the evening (it’s a Swedish tradition that anyone can make a toast… I lost count!).
It never really goes dark in Stockholm in June, and I loved watching the skies slowly creep towards a dusky pink, just touching into near-darkness before brightening again, as everyone danced in disco light colours under glass, all hugs and smiles… and so much love.


As long as it takes to whittle down thousands of images into a sensible number to blog (which by the way, this probably still isn’t!), it really is – eventually – one of the most uplifting ways to start a new year. Photographing a wedding has a brilliant way of making me live in the moment – everything else falls off the edges and what I see and feel becomes sort of telescoped into what’s happening right here, right now. For this, and for every single person that asked me to take photographs for them last year, I’m incredibly grateful. Looking back I still can’t quite believe how lucky I am to have been part of all these moments in time, to have been invited in by such warm and lovely people. Because of you I jumped on trains, planes, automobiles and boats to photograph weddings in London, Stockholm, Mallorca, Scotland, and Wales and tootled happily round the corner to so many amazing days in my beloved Manchester.

I’d like to write something that would describe how it felt to be in all these places, watching faces and characters come to life and shine in each other’s presence. Don’t get me wrong, I do get giddy about an amazing space (especially if it’s a greenhouse on an island in Stockholm) and will always, always get drawn in by beautiful light and landscapes, a stylish scene or amazing outfit. But the heart of this post is the same thing that’s at the heart of every wedding – the people. It’s the people I’m grateful for… for welcoming me in, for inspiring me so much. I know this could sound a bit trite and sugary, but even as a very down-to-earth kind of girl I can’t find a more down-to-earth way to say it. I’ve seen such acts of kindness, bravery, love and moments of spectacular hilarity that my own love of humans has been buoyed up. I’ve also never worked so many hours, never felt so challenged, and never felt so at home or as happy ‘at work.’  Thirty joyful days spent with hundreds of people made all my other days last year better, in one way or another.

Making meaningful pictures, telling stories, capturing moments and people just as they are is where the magic is for me.

So although I can’t really write anything that will neatly sum up last year, I can show you a glimpse of what it looked like…


I remember the seagulls calling overheard as I headed down into the narrow streets of Port Isaac, sea air salt on my lips and my belly full of excitement. You know it’s going to be a good day when the bride is getting ready in a cottage on ‘Dolphin Street’. Bill and Emma are fellow Mancunians but they found a Cornish woodland that stole their hearts, so they filled it with friends and family, and their brilliant sense of style and fun. It was the most magical Mancunian corner of Cornwall you could ever wish to find. Like a private festival, with friends playing guitar and singing and later playing records into the small hours.  The joy and warmth and generosity that radiated off Bill and Emma was infectious and made the whole day a delight to photograph from start to finish. It’s no surprise that their ace Didsbury restaurant The Rose Garden (go if you get the chance!) is held in such high regard – they are amazing hosts, and made me feel like one of the family from the get go. I’m still in love with Emma’s dress and big feathery cape, and the flowers were ridiculously beautiful (so I’m not sorry at all for the amount of pictures of them here). In true festival style it started to drizzle around 4pm and didn’t really stop, but it didn’t matter one bit. When you’ve got a massive tent full of your loved ones who cares if there’s a bit of rain drumming on the roof. A huge thanks to Bill and Emma for inviting me in, it was (as Emma would say) absolutely top!





Chris and Debbie are party throwers of the highest calibre, and this totally relaxed and fun celebration was no exception. It really doesn’t get much better than watching best friends marry each other. Especially with their little girl Patti watching on. I’ll never forget how much love filled that old school hall, or how out of breath I was from shooting the crazy ceilidh knees-up in the barn that followed (partly from laughing so bloody hard).

A lot of thought and planning had gone on and it was brilliant to see Chris + Debbie’s stamp all over the day – from the mismatched chairs to the beautiful flowers that Debbie and her gran did themselves the day before. So although I’m sure this lot could have had just as much fun in a bare tin shed, Pimhill Barn was made to look and feel especially magical thanks to family and friends and some really tall ladders.

Days like these make me feel incredibly grateful. I’m so lucky to be able to call these people my friends and I’m really proud I was able to document these moments. Picking out favourites was easy… keeping them to a blog-friendly number was not. This is the short version!

Shout outs to Richard at Adcote School and Ginny at Pimhill for being such brilliant hosts!