03/08/2026
My parents got married in 1948 with one roll of film and 12 photos . 2 of them didn’t work out ….
That's the album that made me a photographer.
I'm Kim. Twenty one years married to my brilliant (and very patient) husband Anthony. Mum to two curly little chaos agents, Wilma and Mabel. Chronic traveller. And for many years now, a wedding photographer.
But this story doesn't start with a camera. It starts with a bit of twine.
November 1948. My mum was 20, my dad was 22, and back then nobody "booked" a photographer someone simply turned up at the church and photographed whichever weddings happened to be on that day. You bought as many rolls of film as you could stretch to. My parents could stretch to one.
Twelve photos. Two didn't even develop properly.
Ten photographs is what they were left with mounted on card, wrapped in paper, punched through with two little holes and threaded together by hand. That fragile bundle is one of the most precious things I own.
In one of those photos stands my mum and dad, their bridesmaids, their best man, both sets of grandparents, and my great-grandad. It's the only photograph I have of some of those people. I never met them. But I know their faces, because someone, on one ordinary day in 1948, pointed a camera and pressed a button.
That album has been through decades of love, loss, laughter and change since then. Every time I carefully turn its pages, I'm reminded that a photograph isn't just decoration for the good times. It's something you reach for in the quiet, heavy moments too and somehow, it still brings comfort. Still brings a smile.
That's the whole reason I do this job the way I do it.
When I photograph your wedding, I'm not just capturing a nice day out. I'm making the thing your children will hold one day. The thing your grandchildren will trace with their fingers, asking "who's that?" That's what a wedding album really is it's not for now, it's for later. For always.
So my approach stays relaxed, unhurried, warm. I want you to actually live your day, not perform it for a camera because the best photographs happen when nobody's posing for them.
One day, I hope your photographs get held the same way I hold my parents' a small, imperfect, completely irreplaceable treasure.
Thank you for sticking with me through this one. If it landed somewhere, I'd genuinely love to hear your story too.
Follow along for real weddings, real couples, and the occasional cockapoo cameo.
