A crying dad, surprise car, giggling at willies, double exposures, bubbles, drinking, red doors, dancing, lazy sunday (oh that lamb!), king creosote(!), more dancing, wonderful pals, beautiful bride, the funniest speech I've ever hear, bizarre best man rapping.
My first trip to Kinkell Byre was to photograph old pals Louis & Kirsty getting hitched. So much effort went into it, that it looked effortless. I've never photographed Louis looking so smart, or so happy (happy doesn't sell records, apparently)
So much love to you both and to everyone that made it so great. Hope you had a blast. xxx