This cheeky image is one of my all-time favourites.
I’d just arrived at Cambridge Cottage, bag slung over my shoulder and pumped up on pre-reception anticipation. Mentally I was going through the itinerary of the rest of the day - the order of events, timings, essential shots the bride had requested - and, if I’m honest, not thinking remotely creatively.
Heading into the hall, I saw a gaggle of children decked out in their wedding finery - bold-patterned dresses, little mohair cardigans, the boys in ties - gathered around a table of Fruit Shoots. Great, I thought, a minute or two to grab some water, unpack and get my brain in gear.
I got my camera out, adjusted my settings for indoors and started to click away, treating the whole exercise as a bit of a warm-up. I snapped a shot or two of the girls who smiled coyly, then produced a couple of disposable cameras from behind their backs.
Soon enough the others joined them, infectious grins plastered all over their faces, snapping away and delighting in their joke. I had a line-up of five little
I love the backdrop - the botanical prints on the walls, the original cast iron radiator and the stripped wooden floor - but most of all I’m a sucker for the smiles.
Paparazzi, eh? They’re getting younger by the minute.